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The D.U.I. Song(s)

Yo Gotti

Fried Turkey

2013

just young we don't give a fuck bout nothing. So they careless, not wearing a seat belt. Fasten up, time out like Zack in uh, Saved By The Bell. Say fuck

Squeeze the Trigger

Ice-T

Rhyme Pays

1987

V.N.G.
Life in L.A. ain't no cup of ter
  
Squeeze the trigger
  
I've been dogged out by cops,shackled and socked
Paid my dues to the streets,took my hard

Weakness
Your thoughts lack Thickness
Let's the fans be my
Witness
Niggaz talking it
I swear they ant living
I creep in your crib
Sleep as u sleep
Stab u in

want to live
People dont care how you feel two shits that they could give
So your stuck by yourself
Trying fight these deamons as if you need some help

live says you ain't a Brit
They're deportin' our people and it makes me sick
'Cause they were broken by the country that they came to fix
It's like

Subculture

New Order

Substance

1987

bit

I like talking in my sleep
When people work so hard
They need what they can't keep
A choice that leaves them scarred
A room without a view

that's a motherfucking in the bar
Bitch, you musty go shower, go smell your feet
Moneyboyzz shit, Glitchy boyzz, we bout to get geeked
Treshawn talking

walk to the whip
Brodie may tweak and you might lose your head
If that shit happen not talking to feds
Do not want to leave that little boy for dead
Keep

in my eyes
Can’t eat, can’t sleep too much anger inside
Steady talking this & that but they ain’t gon slide (they ain’t gon slide)
Now I lay me down

a warning
You cant sleep
With out an
Eye open
Or we’re dead by morning
Now it’s time to leave
Say goodbye to the
Leave Illinois May it Rest In Peace
Yes I

Theme from "Cheers"

Titus Andronicus

The Monitor

2010

of fun for the rest of my life
I can read a good book, and I can be in bed by ten
And I can get up early, go to work and come home, and start it all over

You got me Zay
I got you, go in
Let me talk my shit
Check, look
Uh, reporting live from the sidewalk
From the city, representing till the sky fall

these trife nights
Drama everywhere I turn, kid watch your back
It's the liquor talking to him
Making him act like that
In this year of the 9-4
It's more

Yeah yeah
Aye
Rest in peace to the old me
When shit get real thats when shit get lonely
Still remember what you told me
Long live real death

and they're finished, get it
There's a price when you wanna live your dreams
I pay the cost by any means
Take it to a place they ain't ever seen
There's a price

I'll fight, let me put you in the side
I ain't got no time for you bitch
Let me live my life, I don't want to be your vice
Like a kite I fly so high you

Freedom of Preach

Ludacris

Release Therapy

2006

of conflict and turmoil
Yes I'm talking to you, in the midst of conflict and turmoil
Cause you realize hey, it's, time to change right now
And in the middle

A players in the streets
And these hoes always down to creep
I'm talking shit and taking risks
Learn the game
We never miss
Rocking with your body
While i'm

without you
But darling you have no idea
I can hear you talking in your sleep
You hate the way your life's turned out
Cause now your seeing things at your

the machine, so live It like a king
Life's just a dream, our spirits In-between
Our body's the machine, so live It like a king

They start chasing, your heart

make men into boys
I destroy your whole family tree
Chop it down
Hip-hop is longer now in this repertoire
Get your wardrobe torn out your closet
Walls

Of where I'm at most of the time like
Kind of aloof and salty and
Also young and black

Last question there's a poem about you
Written in
1995 by your family

to my face
I just blew past
In a blue jag
Shorty hanging on
By the bootstrap
I'm in my new bag
In my new pad
Leave your man in the past or he'll... Nah

was stealing cus I ain't have nothing
Ain't sleep foot in no trap i was slanging that bitch
Still itching to go on a hit
Ain't no gangsta yeah I can