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London Song

Ray Davies

The Storyteller

1998

There's a room in a house in a street in a manor in a borough
That's part of a city that is generally referred to as London
It's a dark place,

before it's too late
Yeah
Cut you eat the cake
Yeah
7 bullets to your face
Yeah
I had to make it out
I had to do it
I had to pass out
I had to make it out

More Than Words

Performer：Evelyn Lam
Composer ：Bettencourt Nuno / Cherone Gary Francis
Lyricist ：Bettencourt Nuno / Cherone Gary Francis
Arranger

Even thru the darkest nights and days
I light my backwood up and pray
That we goin make it out ok
I'm really going thru some things
I think about it

So Far Away

Alan Parsons

On Air [Japan Bonus CD]

1996

you'll do the best that you can do

Oh for sure it won't be easy
And we will have to risk our lives
Some will try to break us
And cut us down to size

think quick
Chase Moore and the hippy, so the beat sick
Beast it you ain't fucking with us
Eat a dick till your teeth chip
Homie I'm a be me, drugs in my

Ight check this out
Swerve swerve swerve swerve swerve swerve
Rollin off that bean shawty bend it back she bend it over
Make her touch her toes in

of countin' up
Forgiato with the floatin' caps on the new 'Lac, got it mounted up
Baby tried to throw that ass out, but I was passed out and she was out

out like I was Tanqueray
'Cause you're my fella, my guy
Hand me your Stella and fly
By the time I'm out the door
You tear men down like Roger Moore

but couldn't buy her Chanel
Wish I could fuck on err bitch up in expensive hotels
Let get it
Ashton Norris in my dreams I wanna eat her soul out
Pretty

Yeah, yeah

Representer
Street niggas, I'm a representer
East Gary, I'm a representer
Rest in peace, granny, I'ma represent her
Made it through

You Know That I'm No Good

Wanda Jackson

The Party Ain't Over

2011

out like I was Tanqueray
'Cause you're my fella my guy
Hand me your Stella and fly
By the time I'm out the door
You tear me down like Roger Moore

to find the meaning
Preacher switching companies and now the church lean
All my slimes be winning
And we busy sinning
Cut my chest, my heart pours out, now

Execution in the chorus
You thug it out? Cut it out
Your writing steez is a tease
Tellin G's that you catchin
Felonies sellin ki's
With your celly in your

Young girl, prolly bout 16
Kept it real cool
Up on the rap scene
But she’s living with a psycho
By day he’s a prince by night he’s a beast
Got pics

MC's who front: I'm gonna bust your shit

I wonder do you love it enough
I'm steppin' rugged and tough, never to front or to bluff
I got the fresh cut

wreck the booth
I compose the beats, got the lava flow
I write the script then I kill a show
It's Lansky boy, I do it all
And by word of mouth, got

T-shirt Weather in the Manor

Kano

Made in the Manor

2016

out
Forward some summers, I'm racing the latest Merc out, it worked out
'Cept Everton's not top, but we don't talk about it
Lee and Karys don't

There's an old tree down by the creek they say
I'm gonna cut it down, gonna cut it down one day
An old tree by the creek they say
I'm gonna cut it

Broken
Apart
Gave you
My heart
You cut it out and now I gotta live without it
Cut me off and now I gotta bleed about it
Now I can’t see straight
Blinded by

the 9 with this shit different, we got different J's

Meet me by the Gary's if you need it, I got different flays
Yeah, like, I got different flavors,

Walker got his Halo
BP David Moore Christ Marshall Funzo
Ect ect R.I.P. to Mike that's famo
An I know lil Ant watch his circle like a car show
How can you

a vowel
It's Ludacris how we take 'em out by word of mouf
You don't need accolades for you to get clout
I I minimize
Like I'm a genicide
I identify
Whack

caught it
I go soprano, baby, go down low
And when he leads, I gotta follow (ooh)
I'm blackin' out, I'm on a spiral (yeah)
I need you now and tomorrow