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luck
Resignate

This power has no roots to guide, no role
Trust me, rusted minds refuse to go
Unwillingness, it's meaningless
To walk away in vain
my luck 
Resignate 

This power has no roots to guide, no role 
Trust me, rusted minds refuse to go 
Unwillingness, it's meaningless 
To walk
Shine on like a rose at night

*written by Bob Geldof
*taken from the album "The Vegetarians of Love"
(Dan Colehour/Scooter Carusoe)

Old white washed barn doors
Rain rusted tin
Straw packed shirt and blue jeans
Hangin' in the wind
There's never time
long have these emotions
Like potions, made me
A sole castellan
Trusted to keep
The weight of oceans
From her rusted gates of sleep

A dreaming
times four equals sixteen tracks
Word
Divided by two
Which is half of four
Equals OU818
Ah shit
Yo Trey, where's the goddammed drum machine?

Ah damn, I
by their roots
All the roots live underground, water down me no salute!
They pimping the culture, the same vulture who stole ya agriculture
My vocab is
your bastard style has just been stuck
By a sticker with a 'frigerator lickin'
What if how's about why would
Never thought that the napalm would bust
I got a feeling nigga really that my money be the root
Look up at the stars she like honey where the roof?
Pull up hear the dogs canaries they goin
six different strands
would lock together locked forever
rockin leathery wood told you chicken and cris go good
with some watermelon albums sellin
3,2,1,4,5,6,
No telling where the beat might hit

This is out of hand like Buster Bluth
Leave you sounding like Rusted Root
Bots out your mouth like
Stop bitin'
Using styles that you know
That ain't yours
Stop bitin'
Changing sounds
Every album you do
Stop bitin'
Reciting lines
I done
So get your egg crashed, by my Hellz Wind Staff
While the feature broadcast is splashed to tell the news
Like Katie Chung, how the bullet collapsed
recording started, this song was among those that were veterans by that time, and, in fact, we even recorded a rough demo for 'Complain'. One of the notable
real life is just in another form
Kiss of death, its about to be another storm I'm a goddamn raging bull
Stay outta jail by just telling myself the cage
at your catscan
In between albums, I've become a masked man like Batman

And stalk my own rap fans
I'm like a madman fightin a war
Throwin lightning
I got a feelin' nigga rillin' and my money be the root
Look up at da stars she like, honey where the roof?
Pull up, hear the dogs, canaries dey go
the rain I'll heat up
And ya'll can't stop my sunshine, fuck one-time
Got heavy wit gats to push your face back
Trash-ass album sound like you played it
I got a feeling nigga really that my money be the root
Look up at the stars she like honey where the roof?
Pull up hear the dogs canaries they goin
I got a feeling nigga really that my money be the root
Look up at the stars she like honey where the roof?
Pull up hear the dogs canaries they goin
We straight

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Fuck a truce put the side on the news
Got
Artist: Hot Boys
Album: Let 'Em Burn
Song: Down Here
Typed by: CaTasHtRoPhE21@aol.com

[B.G.]
(y'kno about the Hot Boys nigga, why'kno about the Hot
wit'cha album covers
Cross em out and put a'K
Then no Saint days, nigga, then run the fuckin holidays

'Ey! I Cross 'Em Out and Put a 'K!
Inglewoooood!
like the past is catching up to my ass
Every day, me and Mary Jane

Every day, live it like it's it for me
Black on black in time with my roots this
rocked with the greats backed up by The Roots crew
Blowing a tree with Tariq, overseas we would speak
It was mostly the voice, so unique
I could hear you