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Bangin'

Master P

The Best of Westside Connection

2007

the state murder 

Everyday it's a homie, lay my rag in a casket and retaliate 

Nigga who is you, what side is you, red or blue 

I gets my drop on, I

Rags (Second Amendment)

The Waterboys

The Secret Life of the Waterboys 81-85

1994

Cast by the only son of rags
 who would wrap you up in all the finest tatters
But he wanted nothing more, my loved one,
 than to wrap you up in JOY

the night, playing with ya life
Go against the pack, that's risking ya life 
Better play it right, yeah, you better play it right

I was raised by

be against me
And If God be for me who can be against me
Ion't give up real easy 
You gone have to work a lil harder 
You gone have to work a lil

I got a bag on me rags to riches
Gone blast for me youngins gone blast for me

Bag on me I got a bag on me mcm bag on me
Flag on me black and white

only one Way to heaven bro
I see the devil lurking and you  know we going toe to toe
I tell him ain't no weapon formed against me gonna prosper
Yeah his

me
In the name of Lucifer I curse you all

Witchcraft, demons and hell
I cast a shadow all over the world
Witchcraft bring hell to us all
And finally

a tray, you carry a bag
A car passes by, you start to blag
A car pulls over then you make the drop
And out jumps a badge and a narco cop
Up against

wipe it with a rag
Can you see me now
Wishing I could get a chance
To make it right
Be a better man have you by my side
Oh what I wouldn't do
To have

something deep inside of me
That need to come out
I'm asking for your help
You gotta fight this battle cuz I can't do it by myself

I plead the Blood

to riches, I ain't tryna go back to the rags
My new lil' bitch been tripping, I ain't really tryna be no dad
I thought you seen it in me, I'm a star
Won't

Ugh
Put my Apple songs
On shuffle
Started playing Wicked
Like is it future
Past or present
Pray the Lord forgive me
I'm just a simple man
You feel me

was wit me and against me
Tryna go from rags to riches can't go from riches to rags
Comfort myself plan my next step thank GOD for everything in

shipshape, for I must go.
And fear no more for me or if you fear
Cast all your cares on God that anchor holds.
Is He not yonder in those uttermost
Parts

Father, what deal hath you brokered with fate to bring this curse onto me?
By Hell's unholy design, I reanimate. Bound to my former humanity
A vessel

Big Bang Theory

CPO

Tha Eastsidaz

2000

my face, with my rag on, let me throw my hood in the air
Let me put 'bout two in the air
Let me show these motherfuckers that I don't care
It's

soul
Your bones are crying

All the wonders of the world
To stop and letting know
Which you go through
And no one understand the pain they
Thought you

plenty stacks
See nowadays either they try to kill you or turn rat
Got a nigga paranoid
Got me buying all these straps

Said, it's just me against

can touch me
I plea the blood of Jesus
No virus can ketch me
I'm healed by His stripes
No sickness can touch me
In God I put my trust
Disease can't

I stood against it all, I stood against it all
If you battling like me, I hope you keep fighting yeah
Look I came up out that gutter mane
Born in

Standing tall like the facts up against the lie
Shit I barely try, still I rarely lose
I spit that shit that gets you by, I don't sing the blues
I just hoard

have forced me to break that promise for reasons that will become clear. A writer named Bulgakov once said that manuscripts don't burn. By that, I think

expect all to rise
Is either you with me or against me
Cause you can't just be with me and just slowing me down
Cause i got places i wanna be
I got all

luck 
Having bars is a must
I'm a nut bout to bust 
I got a lot in me
So I yell fuck cause
Hook
I wake up and I feel lost 
It's me against the world like