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Just get your civvies ready for another run-ashore
A sailor ain't a sailor, ain't a sailor anymore

Well the killick of our mess he says we had it soft

Just get your civvies ready
For another run-ashore
A sailor ain't a sailor
Ain't a sailor anymore

Well the killick of our mess he
Says we had it soft
It

Bad girl look fine with the titty
Dash 'round in an all red civvy
Dash 'round in an all red civvy
My niggas won't cap for real bro
You niggas straight

Madimbo you've seen the last of me
Madimbo from now on I'm a civvy
You caused me tears and pain
You tried to tax my brain
Madimbo now at last I'm

if you look again you'll see it's a big flat dog

Come along Troopie
Forget those flat dog blues
Think about the girl back home
And your civvy shoes

Nobody Here But Us

Therapy?

High Anxiety

2003

bitter retreat
You're all burned out, so defeated and beat
Down to Earth back on Civvy Street

Now there's nobody here but us
Nobody here but us
You

the flavors I just never come to know
I've been running oh, so empty
Like my beat up Honda Civvy
If you're ready to come with me
I'm on a roll
Hippie Hollow

came back from Angola, it was nineteen seventy five
My mind was scarred and my heart was hard, I'd forgotten how to cry
Wearing civvies for the first

know when I'm on
Was whipping the civvy now everything litty
I hired a driver black presi the cadi
I'm out getting shit faced
These bitches they scouting

broken Vet

He once was a soldier
Fought a forgotten war
He had rank on his shoulder
He earned respect and more
But Civvy street let him down
And he could

little two little three little aliens down
But no one's round to help them out
And one little two little three little Civvies
One joined the army

No, I'm not rockin' with other Civvies, yeah
Blade on my wrist, so Imma let it rip
I don't fuck with you, no you from my Zip
Phony, you fakey, no I

turbulent times

Wellington the Iron Duke
Champ at Waterloo
Went back into civvy street 
The people for to rule.

From where he aye rejected
All calls for

Ronaldinho, na arte de conta dinheiro

Minha preta usando civvies
Só tapa no bundão, não tô falando do seu ex
Sabe que eu fiz tudo que ele não fez
Sabe que eu

civvies are police
Special thanks to Eve we cover up the beast (Ha)
No, we ain't in Eden, we do as we please
Got me out here getting filthy just to keep it

beneath their feet
Bless the weak
Bless the fight for equality
Bless the weak
Get them back to civvy street
You must have seen me coming
Like a drunk

in civvies
Don't pull up my chain, you can squeeze on your titties
My God, my God, On God, on God Every lovely lady in the house they got me
Saying My

ain't stealing food from civvies' pockets, damn (What the fuck?)
This shit is new to me (What?)
Integrity, yuh
Hear none gossips of animosity like shots

Hermes shit
All designer shit, he on no average shit
That savage clique, tryna damage shit
Or he might vanish, bitch, no Civvies hit
Only oppas hit, heard

like toast straight outta toaster yuh
Let it bang and smokin bliss I'm rappin without conscious yuh
Let it rain on civvies bitch gon call my ass Anton

what they can get
Anybody wanting money? Fill demand supply and dip
Civvies information is amassed at fingertips
Pop culture telling people take another

Singing out the days
Civvy suit's and new recruit's
Clean your rifle, polish your boots
Learn to give the correct salute
Singing out the days singing

Money up and not your funny up
This love shit ain't gon' be enough, yeah
You tried to take me for granted, that's golden
Splurge on the Civvy, and I drive

the bottle kop close for the cold guys
On a civvies day, little sister got picked on
She came crying, said they told her jeans so
Old and she only got school