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Albums:

Beth Hart & the Ocean of Souls (Beth Hart and the Ocean of Souls) · Beth Hart & the Ocean of Souls (Beth Hart) · All Hart: Songs of Lorenz Hart (Eric Comstock) · Beth Carvalho e Amigos (Beth Carvalho) · I Love You, Beth Cooper (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Discover Beth Orton (Beth Orton) · Beth Nielsen Chapman (Beth Nielsen Chapman) · Beth Ditto EP (Beth Ditto) · Beth/Rest (Bon Iver) · Beth Ditto EP (Beth Ditto) – and 90 other albums »


Billy Joe went to Saigon 
For Uncle Sam
Now I go to see him, 
He don't know who I am
Once a year I get a card 
From Mary Beth
She's with husband
(Beth Hart/Taylor Rhodes/Christopher Ward)
(Track 9 - Time 3:10)

Some dreams have faded, some friends are gone
Most nights I find myself walking
really know where the drugs come from?
How come it only affects us and not them?
How come Jesus Christ has still not come?
Why am I wrong if I kill a nigga
really know where the drugs come from?
How come it only affects us and not them?
How come Jesus Christ has still not come?
Why am I wrong if I kill a nigga
Of the AM Radio

The VCR and the DVD
There was none of that crap
Back in 1970
We didn't know about a
World Wide Web
It was a whole different game
Being played
transcriptions or tape recordings")
(Clip of Motown song "Mr. Big Star" fades into lyrics)
You can hear the music
Of the AM radio

The VCR and the DVD
There
don't cue the strings,
It ain't over 'til Beth Ditto sings

So how could I ever quit
My position? Don't fuck with me - celibate
Groupie go home, you
you out of time
This is crime by design
If the crown ain't mine tell me who am I behind

Yeah, I'm taking niggas' lunch money
Too bad, I was fucking
To takin' belongings in my ultimate goal
I'll take your China and your silver and your soul
By darkness and night I shimmy up the drain-pipe

The maggot,
and have them looking like spaghetti
I say some shit, he be like, "Yo, you so legendary"
But he can tell just by my face he ain't getting any

Plenty more
With flows older than the first sold cold soda
Grow more for my bros those rojo soldiers
Them cincos are at it again, blow doja
I am like Iron Mike,
keine zeit verlieren
Checkt den park feiert hart erhaltet eure art
Larsito wünscht euch gute fahrt
Jonny Strange I say me sitting reminiscing
About
I ain't gon' bite off more than I can handle
I got the DVD all in my wall panel

I ain't try to brag, this is on my dick, 'cause they see in a mag
play me as easy as a DVD,
it's like solving a case with a single clue
to know how bad i like to be with you

You know I'll always like you no matter what
strugglin' wasn't all the bad with brothers that I never had
Our dreams were sighted in God's, I ?, united we stand
We are so tall, we ready to brawl by
See I puff then pass through the cuts
Got to make the dash
Lit another blunt hurry up fetch had to come and get
Split it's kind of hart to take
fuckin' thing I do I'll

Yeah, Immortal Technique, Rassy
Nigga, I never forget nothing nigga

Fifty-one percent of the World Bank is owned by the U-S
I'm smothered by your lucid nothing
I can't hear and touch and see
But I feel it
Though I can't believe it
Like master of the observation
Coming
I'm smothered by your lucid nothing
I can't hear and touch and see
But I feel it
Though I can't believe it
Like master of the observation
Coming
’m surrounded by fam doe
That part is mando, I don’t understand your ass
Get a little fame, get a little name, then forget the same from which you came
That
the tracks, ta the mic that's in my hand
From, wantin' to be black, to lovin who I am
From not known where your from, to the image of Sydney
From no one
the tracks, ta the mic that's in my hand
From, wantin' to be black, to lovin who I am
From not known where your from, to the image of Sydney
From no one
the tracks, ta the mic that's in my hand
From, wantin' to be black, to lovin who I am
From not known where your from, to the image of Sydney
From no one
to rise
Me, I still up by ?
? respecting the pride
Rappin' in wise, top five, dead or alive
I'm a certified gangster
Word of my grandpa
The real
Küstenstreifen in Bordellen, schweifen die Gedanken am schnellsten
Doch du mit deiner vorschnellen Art, machst auf hart wenn ich dich mit dem Part begrab'

Dr.