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Albums:

At the Crossroads: A Benefit for Homeless Youth (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Homeless (Marina Kaye) · Voice of the Homeless, Vol. 2: I'll Be Home for Christmas (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Drunk 'n' Homeless (Breakout Blues) · Silverwolf Homeless Project [1995] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The Silverwolf Homeless Project [2003] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · In Harmony with the Homeless (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Homeless for the Holidaze (An Ensemble of Lonesome Fellas) · Homeless (Behind the Scenes) · Homeless Brother (Don McLean) – and 90 other albums »


jackets, and J.C.B.'s
While hundreds are homeless, they're constructing a parking space

Why do they have to knock them down
And leave the site dormant
jackets and j.c.b's
While hundreds are homeless they're constructing a parking space

Why do they have to knock them down
And leave the site dormant for
[Rick Ross (J. Holiday)]
You Might need a passport for this one
Its international
J.Holiday!
(And we got a special guess)
Guess who, boss!
(You
Born to refuse, and raised to exclude
Fed myths to disprove by post-colonial prudes:
The city was evil, some country was evil, the hippies were
on the dance floor 
Wrestling in jello" 
And the joint was jammin' 
From the pumpin' by the D.J. 
They were rappin' and clappin' 
When up steps Little Sheba
All Seven Homeless
Christmas bells are ringing
Christmas bells are ringing
Christmas bells are ringing
How time flies
When compassion dies
No
All Seven Homeless
Christmas bells are ringing
Christmas bells are ringing
Christmas bells are ringing
How time flies
When compassion dies
No
All Seven Homeless
Christmas bells are ringing
Christmas bells are ringing
Christmas bells are ringing
How time flies
When compassion dies
No
ALL SEVEN HOMELESS
Christmas bells are ringing
Christmas bells are ringing
Christmas bells are ringing
How time flies
When compassion dies
No
Violent J)
Oh my god! look at that turn it up please
Poor Nancy Kerrigan's sweet little knees
Somebody took a black thing and went thump
That's TEEERRRIBlE!
Ticket, bought a ticket
Flew in from J.A. and we go ribbit
All year holiday, home in the sun
Had to find work so I came to England

Ticket,
ALL SEVEN HOMELESS
Christmas bells are ringing
Christmas bells are ringing
Christmas bells are ringing
How time flies
When compassion dies
No
fold 
Me and Bill Clinton want to bust in those on homeless 14 years old (she's young) 
Doin drive by's in fuckin pink caddies 
Tie you up and beat you
[Violent J]
The Time has come for the blood to run into the streets paved with gold 
We have lived in the zoo of the ghetto for so long 
And like
the hood
So meet me by the menorah lets get drunk [x2]

J J J Just a little story about last Christmas
About some bad kids who were full of wishes
We gave
this straight and fix your face.
I ain't gotta sell millions. I'm in the buildins
With poppy comin through with them bricks by eight.
Listen cocksucker
Hey big J
Did you read the headlines today
Some are sayin' that it's very odd
People killing for the love of god 
Stop drop roll listen
If you
that you a devil by them rhymes you're designin' 
Your play doggin' tactics can't fuck with my facets 
Just because you talk all that glock shit don't
homeless guy
And an anteater plus a large hungry mutant ant?
An ironic way to die

And what's domain, domain, range
A kid with too much in his pants
like a thug holiday
"Suffocate" a nigga about mines, J. Holiday
Quick to make a movie 'bout my Doc Holiday
It's why I'm strapped 365, even holidays
face
I ain't got to sell millions, I'm in the buildings
Where papi comin' through with them bricks by 8
Listen cocksucker and clown, I'll be leavin'
Looking like a nice guy, ‘til I take your motherfucking wi-fi
And torrent every single song in my library
Then I drive by very fucking high by everybody
don't get fed up
My people rise, my people fight
My people do alright
My people walk with pride and
We're marchin' side by side and
My people laugh,
the neighborhood ghost

[Violent J]
I started blowing her up with séance after séance
It's my turn, Violent J, to get in them pants
We went for ice cream but we
shocked by the live shell
Let's round em up and get em back to the hotel
Motel, holiday, inn-fact!
I'm gonna let you know, once again, that De La Soul