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Kansas City Southern

Gene Clark

3 Byrds Land in London [UK Version]

1997

When I was a young boy evening sun went down
Stand off by the railroad tracks 
And I'd listen for the sound
Of that Kansas City Southern man

what I unfold
Was written in gold, hieroglyphic Egyptian scroll
Streets I've been in, from the beginning I'm a legend
Never flee up from my enemies,

what I unfold
Was written in gold, hieroglyphic Egyptian scroll
Streets I've been in, from the beginning I'm a legend
Never flee up from my enemies,

'Cause you know
What I rap 'bout

Boom
Blackout
City shut down
When the tracks out
Perk up when you hear my name
'Cause you know
What I rap 'bout

Light

Litty Get Litty Get Litty
We be the ones who be lit in the city
Pour up the ac I might mix it with remy
You need some bitches we got em by plenty
Yo bitch

City walkers
Rolling on by
City walkers
Why do I cry
Wide-eyed
Knowing they tried
A soul song
Moves them along
But they don’t hear
Come on now
Come near

I was shot in the back with my own gun
Hope it did shine brighter than the sun
You must fit in in order to stand out 
The world is up against me,

Midas my touch
I play for the gold
You get played by these sluts
Ain't no comp on the beat
They ain't fucking with me
Nigga not in the streets
And I put

the shirt get shrink
I had to cut a girly off so
I can hop on this beat
I got my mind and it’s mixed up
I had the sets and it’s switched up
I had a gold

stand by by me don't want No dealing tell them stand on Business
I'm doin me why they hatin I'm Just representing
From a small city but I always a Had

I draw a line in the sand 
Where do you stand as a man
Ain't no playing both sides
Tel the truth from the lies teach the youth how to rise
Thru grit

pray tell, good sir
I give way…


V 12
Knox
With this in mind, 
And your permission, sir
I’ve something to say…

V13
Roosevelt
By all means, Knox

We All Die One Day

Eminem

Cheers

2003

motherfuckers got Obie Trice shook (what?)
Like I'ma stand here as a man and
Let some queer-ass, funny looking nigga get the upper hand
I got issues, got no

the pot of gold
Couldn't care less, kid, bout your cash, cause I'm too caught in flows
Used to be broke, couldn't float, but then I caught a rope

I

the bitch of old
Champ rings are things I hold
Champagne for the glitter gold
Champ thangs it's a different mode

Yuh

Block on the bay
You know it's ran by

sometimes do, it isn't me but someone else

I close my eyes, and think of home
Another city goes by, into the night
Ain't it funny how it is, you never miss

All the world has left me is ghosts 
And even in the City of God 
Whatever that comes will go 
Where I'm from freedom comes in diamonds and gold 
But

This One's for You

Trick Daddy

TM:103 Hustlerz Ambition

2011

[Chorus]
I'm  blowin' good yeah I smoke it by the song,
And when them niggas call I don't pick up my phone
Niggas acting like broads make me pick

time to rest up
Sleep when im dead
Matter fact ill sleep while im alive
I prefer that shit instead
I heard life is everlasting
What the fuck is dead
Gold

I dont know, i don't see, i don't care, lived my life
Blinded by the confort of the easy life i've lived
Years of feeling blind and deaf, are coming

helps you
I'm getting by

It's double twisted like it's Rold Gold
I'm back and moving with my home bros
Reminiscing, I'm an old soul
Found myself and I

Anything Is Possible

Too Short

You Nasty

2000

logical fuck an obstical bitch
How can I make twelve albums
All them gold and platinum's
And I am still clowin'
It ain't hard
I used to be a broke

And I can't stand forever
Starring at Atlantic City Skyline
I'll never know what I'll find
'Till it's gone
And I can't stop the sunset or Pause it at this

Look,Look

I stand wit real niggas (i stand with real niggas)
They know im inna that (they know im inna that)
Deport a fake like he a immigrant (like