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Plead Guilty

The Luniz

Operation Stackola

1995

Ahaha! Bob, check him,(I give up man), no dope on him, no man, well 
you're still goin downtown potna!!

*(chorus)*

dreadlocks got wet
ch man a listen truly and truly and true true
Wet dreadlocks
Ha ha
Rastaman don't laff pls come over and help me squeeze it
Jah
By

Land mines blow up where the chivalrous man dies
And it never sits well for the brave who would stand by
And all your inhibitions doesn't make you

One day I might be a Latin king
Dabb em up like im a g
Best not be nodding on me
Flow so melodic
If im not right by a mic then I might jot it
Need

well here it is rockin' ya ears
A battle damage he-man without no fear
We ridin' through the suburb grounds pale faces for miles around 
Slipping through

to church
Letters of Paul? You better call him Saul like Bob Odenkirk
Old school - a good old boy with a new message
Money trees wilt - I'm here to teach

chicken is what I ate like octic squids
Imagine this
I'm sittin in my room, consumed by loony toons, and sponge bob
I belong in the salty splitoon
This is

gave her my woody

Uh Ima just call you my baby
In ya water like the navy
Pussy wet it's getting rainy
You a star like Macy
We dirty dancing Patrick

sometimes
But thats just fine
Whether I'm dead or alive
I know that we'll be alright
If I'm facin a mountain
I know that I gotta climb
And when the clock

Idris Strike Song

Chumbawamba

English Rebel Songs 1381-1984

1998

Have you been to work at Idris?
No we won't go in today!
For we're standing by our comrade
And we'll never run away
She stood bravely by

Ode to Billie Joe

Ike & Tina Turner

Greatest Hits, Vol. 1

1988

"Well Billy Joe never had a lick of sense, pass the biscuits, please"
"There's five more acres in the lower forty I've got to plow"
'n' Mama said it was

Get Silly [Mr. Collipark Remix]

E-40

Beast

2008

friends then Tom
1 for the money, 2 for the count
Ridin' in the vehicle I can't even pronounce
S.O.D. Money game, money keep stackin'
I leaked every

it can, Filipino, black, to Cuban
And all of son of man getting
Crushed by son of Uncle Sam

Damn, huh days go on and on
Dreams evaporating like

At 2 o' clock in Hollywood
Which means I gotta leave here by 1
I should call an Uber at 12: 50
And then after that I gotta meet Bear at
Joe's Falafel

Poppin' my shit again
I'm on a roll like it's Michelin, ahh
We goin' for the win
Fucked up when you make it you gonna be hated by many men
Growing up

"Well, Billy Joe never had a lick of sense; pass the biscuits please. 

There's 5 more acres in the lower 40 I got to plow."

And mama said it was a shame

the Jones
World water wells poisoning your homes
Scientist labeled terrorist by the throne 
Rivers streams treaties all void 
Fluoride paranoid bottled

or sumn'
It's in the water to drink more
But make sure that it's clean and pure
Boy, boy
Owe me the money you couldn't hide in
Bora Bora
Bro I'm Dora

Swayze

Jump in the water I swim-in like phelps
Smoking gas and it's bad for my health
(And I know it)
Too much weight on the chain I got welts
(Ow)
Cop

tell
I was chasing rain drops has water in the well
She turned away and said I wish you well 

But you go on your way 
Guess there's nothing really left

really die, we just lift off
Fishbowl views to the big pond
Where the sharks even admit that he spit raw
I been guarded by my angels
What you bringing

around 
Fuck a bitch to some DIO
She headbangin 
Hangin on dick by deep throat
I'm splashin, in water 
I'm crashin Debo
Bruises on her look so fashionable

(Come to my end)
(Come to my end)
(Mmm)
We'll see where this night ends
(Come to my end)
'Cause you've got friends here
And I'd keep them clear
This

Draggin’ all them bags
Verse 1 (Carlos Charm):
Shit I been hungry for real 
I’m really fasting no solid food 
Water, a somber mood, and solitude 
A solid