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happens just like that.
I'm sure I hate 'em, there ain't no maybes,
Bodylice & crabs, headlice & scabies.
You take your pick.
They make me sick.
Well
(Jim Armenti)
I've been called every bad name, some I can't name
By judges and lawyers and folks I never met
But my mother she called me Walker
of the rails is all they feel
Good morning America how are you...
Well it's night time on the City of New Orleans
Changin' cars in Memphis Tennessee
Half
love we're contemplating, is worth the pain of waiting.
We'll only end up hating the child we may be creating.
Love Child, never meant to be,
Love
glasses no longer are we sober
October, my birthday when's yours?
She said it was in May and by the way I'm a Taurus
Pour us two more glass of Aleza,
not much for looks
And no hero out of books
Is my man
Two or three girls has he
That he likes as well as me
But I love him!
I don't know why I
YOU STAND
SOMETHING SO EASY TO REACH
JUST DROP YOUR FEARS DARLIN' AND YOU KNOW YOU'LL COMPREHEND
NO TRUTH WILL BE HANDED DOWN BY PREACH
YOU'RE
blow down.
One on one in the Compton streets we'll have a showdown.
And when it comes to Eiht its quite simple.
Pull the trigger, bullet smacks dead in
Ah yeah
It's the fat joint right here
Here we...
This joint right here is dedicated to
Well, I'm not malicious
But all those whose words vicious
Well I used to go out people, every single night
Hangin' out in all the bars, 'til the morning light
Now that I am older, I have but one regret...
struck?
Where were you when midnight hit?
Am I just a fool with such bad luck?
Where were you when midnight struck?
Hang my life by the end
the road ahead
Thank god, you've shown me the road ahead
His arms locked in mine I find us this morning
My eyes pushed protruding by ????
Oh the wine
with so much lead they can use they dick for a pencil
I'm known for snatchin' purses and bombin' churches
I get more pussy by accident than most niggas
sittin here drinkin
A 40 gettin naughty, then my thoughts start linkin
Together, back-trackin, never was into girl-slappin
Releasin tension by grabbin
living proof
And you can't scale the walls
'Cause there's an armed guard on the roof
Go for the root
Just found a crack in the foundations
We'll
I was drunk at the pulpit, I knew it was wrong
And I left in mid-sermon tempted by a bar-house song
The pews creaked and shifted as they turned
These are good times, out on a limb with each other.
Did you ever think that we might end up out here?
These are goodd times, sitting by
the summertime.
We could ride, we could ride.
Take my hand and watch the world go by.
Laugh or cry, well we need to try, get off the line, time to fly.
Oh,
[Kadi]
Aiyyo, check this out, right here is Kadi
The man with the yellow hat and uhh
This track right here is by the motherfuckin Beatnuts aight?
every smear
You can fool the rich by drivin' in a wreck
You can get up someone's nose, every time you bounce a cheque
But you can't fool the blues
No,
(Lawrence Gowan)
"All's well", say the tower bells
And have for many years
But, "Not so", say the ones who know
Through the veil of tears
A cold
Then we'll have some fun
When you're mine, all mine,
So come, come on, come on.
Little child, little child,
Little child, won't you dance with
end street
Help time has got me on my knees
Help, help
Well listen up you friends of mine
Tell me what I have to leave behind
Hell I'm hanging by
our communities from you perverted, homosexual, baby killing freaks
In the name of God and country and the right to bare arms
By any means necessary,
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