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to the bookie
And Blaq told me last year this year they'll over book me
So now you Twitter fingers are sounding like bitter singers
Every time the kid delivers

They calling me Kobe none of my shots are luck
How you gonna miss all the shots that you took
I don't miss when I shoot bitch 
Your bitch smoking on wood

flawless take notice emcees that are bogus 
Grab myself by my wrist and lunge myself is how I throw fist
Come flying like Thor when he propel himself with

mischief in the land causing corruption
That which is left by Allah for you after giving the rights of the people
Is better for you if you are believers

that you put in my heart
And all I know to do is sing to you
How great thou art
I feel so happy when you call me by my name
Because you know me and love

and your sister from the jailhouse (jailhouse)
When you died, I was doin' time, I couldn't bail out (bail out)
Sometimes my stomach be hurtin' right by my

Friend
Soon Your Days Are At an End
They"ll Dig You Up, Tear You Down
Good Bye To You, Industrial Town

Time Moved On, We Moved Away
How A young Child Soon

damn face
Brodie said i'm goated  I said, "ha! yea, damn straight!"
Wow, they like, "how, you go from R&B singer to rapper, producer, and pop?"
As far

escaping
To Desolation Row

Praise be to Nero's Neptune
The Titanic sails at dawn
And everybody's shouting
"Which Side Are You On?"
And Ezra Pound and T. S.

coco
Smokin' dope from my crop grower
The block know us, kush got a funky sock odor
How could you not notice? I
Come from that rock culture (Rock)
Star

Great Big World

Blues Traveler

Straight on Till Morning

1997

Gauntlets, thrown one by one
See how they run
And when the check doesn't clear
And it's time to pay the bill
Some are gonna ride it out
Some

to the bookie
And Blaq told me last year this year they'll over book me
So now you Twitter fingers are sounding like bitter singers
Every time the kid delivers

the other records
The ones you did not make, 
I like the songs with the other singers, 
some of them, they're great!

 how their fine young son didn't get far

down, shutting them down
Thwarting them in any way you can

I used to think it was people who thought
They were great, thought they were great
Thought

Song for John

Donovan

Open Road

1970

you balance on
And watch me balance on

Instrumental passage here
We're playin' it now
But you are not among us here
To play like you know how
Beg us

um
And I’ve watched that by the way
It’s been cool to see how
Are you enjoying that

KW: - Enjoying what?

PW: I’m thinking of a way to put it…How
Are

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I saw your eyes your eyes fall
You didn't wanna cry
So you kept your eyes closed
I could be great i'm on my way
If I

moon lighting
And Street Fightin' under new Bison
But when I pull out that AR? 15 nigga
I don't mean Ab so don't get too frightened
How you Tyson in this

be a liar and a good father?
A good dad, but a bad husband
Why are you a good father?
A great dad, but a bad husband

You were the beat I loved

Joe Hill

Billy Bragg

Don't Mourn - Organize!: Songs of Labor Songwriter Joe Hill

1990

law
Strange are the ways of fate

For the government crawled to the mine owner's call
That the judge was appointed by the state
Yes, The judge was

looks like a fool
" but you're a superstar

That's how I want to see my superstars i
Don't want to see my superstars regular

I keep saying this: I went

the streets
Like a R&B singer
You ain't pimping until you fuck a R&B singer
I walked in this building
With all these bangers
And all these niggas look like

a great thought.
Okay! You go immediately and sing a song wrongly
Mm..quickly,
the king is about to leave
I will go immediately
Birbal,
what are you still

I'm Just a Singer in a Rock and Roll Band

The Moody Blues

The Ultimate Rock Album

1992

can see exactly what to do, please tell me
I'm just a singer in a rock and roll band

How can we understand 
Riots by the people for the people