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Spiritual Song

Jandek

Modern Dances

1987

That you see these things
Without even having to die
Lucky us
Lucky you, lucky me, lucky one two three
Aren't we happy?
Aren't we glad that we're here

talk down on my name 
When you asked for advise
Gotta stay ready for everything
Don't let them catch you by surprise 
They ask me how to became wise

air mattress my bedroom
Yo closest damn partner gone tell to
All them nights that them licks never fell through
How tf is yo down bitch gone fail you

Mantiz:
Yeah…
Here we go…
One…
Two…Right here, Rock (yeah)
One, two, three, come on!

Rock:
Uh…
Shoes, tattoos, and teslas
Out in Honolulu we making

if I get knock at the door or a call from
You
I live my life, like it's my last day
Hit skins like she's my last babe
Hit the road, like it's the last

down were getting dirty in the Pines in the Jeep
I'm a beast, it doesnt matter in the booth or the street
Imma feast on anybody out here tryna compete

In the little things
Keep on moving inch by inch
What are you looking for
Is right in front of of you
So just open the door

Oh, oh my feet are moving

me?
He show off what's inside his bank but I got times 3
If you need dank then you know where to find me
I go by General Tso to make the police think

This here's the story of a tortured soul
His journey down a deep, dark hole
A hole he would one day make his grave
Suicide by alcohol
Bad check taped

Uallreadiekno

Khujo Goodie

The Man Not the Dawg

on Balboa
You Apollo king
I may look like a rapper but I'm a known clapper
Cleaning out your stash
Slanging hot brass
In a class, all by myself
You slept, I

whore got you pinned down to the floor
but its your own fault you said three magic words (i love you)
when thats the one for the birds
when you said that

the curtain bolt the door
Come and shelter here beside me
They cant hurt you any more
In time, in time, in time

Some are seeking retribution
Most just doing

Loud Neighbor

2 Skinnee J's

Volumizer

2000

Foreign cars and platinum expenses
Bangin on the door with a list of our offenses
Well you can knock 3 times on the ceiling if you wanna
Or put 4 kicks

on me,

I remember them days when I Ain't have a thing out here Down bad nigga trying To make A way if you in the way you Better move cause you'll get

ain't family stop that joke
With Chris we driving down that road
I'm a rapper I don't smoke but mess with me and you'll get smoked
Yeah I go by Killer Jay

Different week same shit around here dog ain't nothing new 
got a call from Kyle told him I'm coming through 
he told me stop grab him a Sprite for

and guns when baggage came
Now I’m here til extradition just for breaking the law
For hip hop when you hit the streets take em to war


We disciplined giving

I hitchhiked all around
Tried to stay clean and be free
Got a ride, he said
He had to run by the house
Took me five miles
Down a jungle road
Bamboo

I had this subconscious fear 
Of being left to take care of 3 daughters 
On my own like momma did
Of having my kid sit down 
On the couch to my right

down
Bro got locked at fourteen years for a cro shot loud
Bro ain't breaking him out
Make your point you might end up dead
He lost his life by messing

known for handling business

Catch a opp on a Sunday hallelujah to this bitch
But otherwise if you think I give a fuck about a bitch
That's some three

D.E.F.

Rare Essence

Mixtape, Vol. 1: Hosted by DJ Dirty Rico

to get down into something more important 
While the DJ spins the records 
And I recon without double checkin' 
I have you spell bound in the average

D.E.F.

Rare Essence

Live @ Club U, Vol. 2

to get down into something more important 
While the DJ spins the records 
And I recon without double checkin' 
I have you spell bound in the average

like Still 3:00 am
Go to bed now we'll talk about it in The morning
I'm not trying to talk about it now and  Send you into mourning
I hate it when I stay