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finish these cans!
Blue line to Airport, the old Conrail tracks
Black and white fill of Gata and Felix the Cat
Primo, a pig with a badge. She's catching

this blood

How lovely she in her blue dress 
Behold the tempting virgin flesh 
Ravished only by one called 

Death

and dripping in blood
Instead I'm in black again
Blacking on tracks again (Oh)
All black on my swag
White heads in my bag (Presidents)
Fuck a red, white in blue

maybe satin
Imagine, to all the swagger jackers that be jackin' my fashion
Since a youngin' way back in the past, though it never lasted
I was never mad

they know and shit
And on that note, I keep it G
Like track four, "Kick in the Door" by Notorious B.I.G.
Don't believe me, look that shit up, I

just left the lot, it somethin' stupid with a paper tag
I'm steady runnin' red lights (vroom)
The blue police them fed lights
The paramedic white

We're on the Blue Bell line
Getting on the Blue Bell line
Train whistle blowing as we're going back in time
Station master calling
All aboard

Like a Bird (Spread My Wings and Fly)

George Morgan

Country Music Hall of Fame 1998

1999

perfumed stationary by the phone
I hate to think about you waking up at dawn to find me gone
It hurts me so to get up in the middle of the night and go

blue and white, they say that you safe
Throw my food up twice, I got a blue face
Watch my past just like it's a fuckin movie
Get me lit up right, I'm not

Mind over Matter

Ice-T

O.G. Original Gangster

1991

techniques
Grab the pen
And place it on some loose leaf
Nothin' soft, always  the tough meat
The white paper and
Blue lines excite my mind
Not allow'n me

don't hit my line if you ain't horny
She want me to slide in through the night it's only 6:40
And I can make shit pop off but I ain't corny
Pussy make

azz out
I trap in designer these pair off whites you cant find em fucked first
Night thought she was cuff had to remind ha luck these hoes cuz lately

froze
Like toes on bodies in the morgue
That was put there by the squad
Look here I'm the God on the mic
On the track
Like Arthur Ashe with a tennis racq'

(KE on the Track) kodak, Kodak Black
Balling on these niggas
Don't act like you don't know, pussy

Me and Momo riding in a Chevy
(We sittin' high)

Can't Truss It

Public Enemy

Apocalypse 91...The Enemy Strikes Black

1991

where they be
Dockin' this boat
No hope I'm shackled
Plus gang tackled
By the other hand swingin' the rope
Wearin' red, white and blue Jack and his

used to be
Still taking shots and getting booted all night
White sand pretty women in the blue sea
Lights camera action smile for the movie
She just

I couldn't give myself one reason why
A girl like her would be stopping by
A blue collard town on a Friday night
Yeah I didn't know

Till she closed

Nite, yeah

Ayo kid, for years I've been into rap
Writing funky rhymes to get my name on the map
And by now I know I'm hitting
'Cause I say a rhyme

right now

You got my attention
Go ahead and fill me in now
What the hell is zombie apocalypse Blues
I'm going to sit right here and tell You

Go ahead

like a movie that I'd seen before, it felt so real

So the other night I woke up at three in the morning, and I'm laying their, soaking wet, sweat, you

Traditional, arranged and adapted by Arlo Guthrie

It was late last night when the boss came home
Asking about his lady
The only answer that he got

like some ice white, white
White material looking like some lines
Skrt, ay, nigga make her ride
E, emo racks in my pockets whyyy
Shorty crying lean tears

night; couldn't breath
All night all night all night; i stay up
The moon, changes phases
I don't, usually goes in places
I don't, usually break promises

It's too late wanna ride
Chopper by my side gotta keep that 9
Smoke on bride gotta keep my white
Bedroom cold cuz it keep my ice

100 on the road