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Yours

S.G. Lewis

Yours

2016

Got a 20 pound note rolled up, rolled up
A lil' squashed in my pocket
Don't you give me those eyes
We can stop by the shop, get some rum if you

Shock of the Hour

MC Ren

Shock of the Hour

1993

gray, so you pray
That it stop before you drop, for goodness sake
Damn I'm seein' shit that make pregnant women's water break
Oughta make a run for it but

lethal injection
(Yo, did I forget to menton the Babe Ruth sections
where them Ak's will have you stayin at a tenth street
Street in your hood) Shop your

it's a fix-it shop, coffee stop, a doggone what you please
Late at night you might want stay in town
That's when my pickin' friends come around
There's

I got a
Fresh start and I'm on a mission
To draw a sketch of the place I call my home
In colors rarely used before
Bling bling in a crowded bus stop

Yeah
Mmmmmm, yeah
Shes just minding her own business
Come on, woooh

She wandered by, taking her time, shed stop to window shop
Saw his reflection in

Lock Arf

Section Boyz

Don't Panic

2015

Man'll knock your block arff
Bro took that top arff
There ain't no time for no stop arffs
Mad brassiere get pop arff
Man a rise and pop arff

Fuck

out
Of this ole turn around town

Used race the two lane
From the exit to the end of the line
Slowing by the coffee shop where the cops hang out

song, so they cop. lean ya shoulders to the beat, and if ya can't ya need ta stop. Everybody bring it backlike the trap.. Set up shop. Fuck a hata, you

Habit

Jump, Little Children

Magazine

1998

Scene one
Curtain up
See the couple, coffee shop
Beatniks beating out beebop
Rainy day, skies are gray
But the couple feeling gay
Boy is

She's a glass of wine on a back porch
And I'm a bourbon in a bar
She's an angel from Montgomery
I'm an old pawn shop guitar
She's wildflowers in

The Struggle

Grizfolk

The Struggle

2013

Brothers got room to talk
Messin' round on the block
Corner shops, stares and stops
Mother rather not

You're young enough to say what you feel

choose
i think we prove you got nothing to lose
by following us - in my tongue i trust
to get done what we must swirls of reddust behind me
so hard to find

the start
Me real real bredda dem
'Cause dem no know when we a buy 3 sardines and the 1 pound of rice from shop
And dem no know when we a get chased by

di drop,
Now run go tell ya friends se dis one hot
Prapa tings, prapa tings,
Tender pour mi a drink pan di rock,
One more before u lock off di shop

Those eastern nights they left me bitter and for love nor money you'd stay with me honey, for love nor money you'd stay. By the burned out barber shop I

while me work harder
Cah right now man haffi turn father (yeah)
Big up the real bad dawgs weh ah hustle 24/7 (whoa, yeah)
Out there by the corner

She closes her book
And before getting up
Checks her lipstick in the reflection
And getting off
Steps aside
A feint, her gait in a shop front pane

Oooh we found the way
Oooh we found the way
Oooh we found the way
Oooh we found the way

We rush around and hustle down in Rockaway
We shop all day,

by mnie królem nazwać
Dzisiaj leję drinki podwójne no bo kubki też widzę podwójnie
Jointy są coraz grubsze i grubsze
W sumie jak ja non stop w oczach

O’clock, we are stuck! Here
Blackout! Heating doesn’t work
I can’t go to work and I’m broke, there
Looters entering a shop
Sirens wailing in the city