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Evening in the garden
Surrounded by fireflies
We'd only just moved in
I spent my time alone there reading
And planted one thing a day

While

The Dim Star Liner is moored in the city,
down in the water by the bottom of the 50 storey.
Ropewalk entry for the two-legged cases.
Tear off

them my face
The ones who disappeared want to be romantic
But those blasts from the past didn´t ignite
Young Cantona, always got some fly kicks
Put up my

of how I clearly show I'm nearly so
About to really blow you think they see us coming clearly no
An eerie glow coming from your stereo get them tranced in

Sophisticated, sedated A-list add to the slight fragrance coming from my basement
Favorites is favorites, I'm hated by the basics
Oversaturate

Like a barbecue spoiled by a skunk
Or a garage sale that ain't nothing but junk
Like a pair of jeans that never shoulda shrunk
I only think about you

disappeared off the earth, fell off by far
He don't even got a car, just a white cup of bar
A one and a two liter, you ain't no block bleeder
I'm talking bout

like, "Uh"
Wave cap got me feelin' like Guapdad
All I do is respond to how I'm mad
It gets funnier the more that you front (more that you front)
Boy

Yea. Story time homie.

A lil knucklehead. Fightin' til his knuckles bled/
Influenced by surenos. He had no love for red/
Had to be tough and rep

Those boys & their skateboards, and that old granite wall

With no chapel, no ordained leader
No choir or sacred song meters, no
Just a sect of lost souls

Gun Clap Music

Onyx

Triggernometry

2003

tape
Bust guns to this, raisin the crime rate
Niggaz better blast when it's time to shoot
Niggaz on the roof tryna blast at you
See me in the six coupe,

on the steps by my building
Now I'm a success
Gettin' cheques for my children
Full length mink for my
Daughter in the winter
Celebratin' life 'cause I thought
I

beautiful
Pretty boy millionaires

Your body look so nice tonight
I feel my life is changing slight-
-ly the way it needs to be
To be with the woman

don't call for backup
Keep those comments to yourself
Bunch of cop callin' pussies
'fraid to handle shit themselves
We was raised by the wolves
We ain't

for us oh anymore 
 We are the hopeless souls 
 Where do we go? 
  
 All around you see the decay 
 Everything is fading away 
 War, disaster, fatal

A southern born killer am I
I represent the dirty south boy
Till the day I die
Those stereotypes of country
Hicks we kill-'em
Our swagger and slang

love Tuffy is a hit
For those who's plotting there
c twist 
Move like cli with the ankles, uh
Flow Godspeed, eat my angels dust
Patience thin but my

he saw the way
When his mother tried
To talk to his father
His father turned away

Then he'd look out
And he'd see those folks
Riding on their bikes

behind
Don't leave me behind

Last time I saw your face
You were to far away
To see me
Those pretty eyes i'd known
All of my life
Somehow had changed

Soho Nights

The Puppini Sisters

The Rise & Fall of Ruby Woo

2007

nights were when you'd find
Those who would seem so out of their minds
Make-believing they were stars
Dragging at criss-crossing bars

Soho, so long! We've

Don't Wait Up

The Twang

Love It When I Feel Like This

2007

Said don't wait up for me
'Cause I'll be gone till well past three
Yeah, it's one of those again
Where a couple's just turned into ten

I know it

Rock the Body

Tracey Lee

Hav Plenty

1998

A.C.
Stay armed in case these cats want to hate on me
Kill or be killed I'm God sent
My callin' make shit bounce like Spaulding
Ya'll know cuevo make

In ancient pagan Rome, the entertainment of those times
Took place in huge arenas where the people could unwind
As helpless Christians were fed

know these women, they know how to play it
I ain't no pretty boy
But tell me who this durag by the bed
I'm jumping off the ledge
It fucked my head