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Dangerous Dan McGrew

Hank Snow

The Singing Ranger, Vol. 3

1994

A bunch of the boys were whooping it up in the Malamute saloon
The kid that handles the music-box was hitting a jag-time tune
Back at the bar in

7 late at night till I hear the birds take flight
And then the black sheep whitens up his wool to appease the herd from fright
Just another day in my

the big boys
Like me Ahya


Verse 1:

Maxima 
3 Cadillacs 
And a Acura
Happy bruh
2 Benzos my hoes laugh at ya

Starter kit pushers I’m melting your Jesus

blinded by the pain
That I got up all inside
Been a victim to ways
Boy that traffic, It ain't light
Said I can't really escape
From the killers in my mind

And all I want for Xmas is my two gold keys to my gold jet and gold house in Waikiki
Imma need a Discman to play this Kj cd
We all be doing way too much for

Alanis Morrisette
From audio cassette
One week had an upset
For radio plays met
By a broke bitch better yet
No hands in her pocket, bet
You oughta

cant wait to they free shay

I'm spinning like a CD
Chunk my rakes I'm GD

I'm skied up
In all black

If he run it's Ricky
He gone get shot in his back

knees

Then mp3s made it a breeze 
To download every song ever recorded with ease
“I'm a fan,” you'd say, “Of this new band the Black Keys”
So you torrent

Watching quiet
Can't let it go

Struggle too long can't take my shit
Little brown boy always goin' through it
Abandoned, searching for something
Fallen in

Mista Tung Twista

Tung Twista

Runnin' Off at Da Mouth

1991

[ lyrics taken from CD booklet ]

Heeeeey
What's happenin, y'all?
This is Tyrone Chillinfoot down with the funky Tung Twista, baby
[number] inches

Bitch tryna calm me down (Calm me down)
I went and got a Trackhawk so
They can't hawk me down (Skrrt)
I never, ever
Ever even seen a black key around

Gotta believe it, it's your boy Mazzeratti
I lead by example, this hard work is not easy
Everyone can talk the talk, yeah I talk a lot
But you got to back

got that black paint on my face
You heard about o'boy?
Turnt him to a no boy
Walk down on 'em
Clip longer than a poboy
Plus I got them auto parts
For

down dey blow trees
Yeah
We getting high on a low key
Still a young black boy I no be ogee
But I'm calling all the shot to the whole streets
Do you wanna

Yo, yo, yo, OneLink
You know di code enuh fada

Black bimma pon eh toll, me a rev eh engine Brownin by me side, so me never lonely
Uptown, where me

Play with the keys like I'm dealing sauce
(keys) smoking on cookie I'm coughing
You think it's a body, got bricks in a coffin
Heroin black look like

The Ends

Rejjie Snow

Dear Annie, Pt. 2

2018

I feel so lonely, I'm so sad, sad, smoking faces
I feel so scrawny, and so bony, I ain't eating bacon
And all these rappers say they know me but I'm

on the stars on the Michelin
I need a whole movie trailer so people don't fuck with the boy out of Michigan
Two heads just bopping, followed by plenty more

up with lean, I like Faygo Creme
By gelato I ain't talkin' 'bout no ice cream
I be dressin' how you dream, why that boy so clean
My bitches mad my

me some more
I cop bout the load, the plug serve by the ton
Poured up a four and I feel it in my gut
Gotta break the code, the key is no more love

Run in with a pack of wolves, or do it lone ranger
As long as I get paid in full
The prize is really worth the danger

By any means any means
Fuck

What are we
What are we are you hurting me

You did not come my way
I was alright by myself
I was doing very okay
You didn’t have to pretend
We could av

Only see it on cable
They don't get along
But he write the songs
Black boys need hugs
Black boys need love
Black boys in a rush
Twenty-one caught a dream

Starin' Through My Rear View

2Pac

Gang Related [Original Soundtrack]

1997

jails
In the cell, countin' days in this livin' black hell
Do you feel me? Keys to ignition, use at your discretion
Roll with a 12 gauge pump for