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Black Crowes: Live in Moscow (The Black Crowes) · Soul Singin': The Best of the Black Crowes (The Black Crowes) · Roots of the Black Crowes (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The Lost Crowes (The Black Crowes) · Beat Aint Jammin (Chuckie Freeze) · T'aint What You Do It's The Way That You Do It (Ella Fitzgerald) · The Lost Crowes (The Black Crowes) · Aint' No Easy Way (Black Rebel Motorcycle Club) · T'Aint No Big Thing But He Is... (Jimmy Reed) · T'Aint No Big Thing But He Is... (Jimmy Reed) – and 90 other albums »


hidin' 'til he get his due
Paris 1798430, my soul's in hiding
Gimme a call when we can live as large as you do

Tears spill out in anger, our black is now
(Crowe)

One of these streets
The city of dreams
Wakes anticipating
In the doorway I lean
On the corner of 44th & 9th
Ain't nothing to be seen

But
soldiers
But thets the type of cal i live up and hold to
Like Joe Jackson, Lil Emmo
Randy,Sir Pat, God damn
They got bigger, the list go longer
I could
to change.
You just sit around, looking for someone to blame.

That ain't right; that ain't right.
Hiding out in the gray, between the black and the white.
moves,
Scared of things with cloven hooves

I ain't scared, live my life allright
I ain't scared, to stand and fight
I ain't scared, 'cos I believe
Ain't superstitious,
Black cat crossed my trail.
I ain't superstitious,
But a black cat crossed my trail.
Bad luck ain't got me so far,
And I
Ain't superstitious,
Black cat crossed my trail.
I ain't superstitious,
But a black cat crossed my trail.
Bad luck ain't got me so far,
And I
Well I ain't superstitious,
But a black cat crossed my trail.
No I ain't superstitious,
But a black cat crossed my trail.
Bad luck ain't got me
take it! 
If it's gone to sleep, you wake it! 
If it ain't broke, break it! 

Gimme some words I can live by 
Gimme commandments to know 
Gimme
don't believe in anything?
Will he make it out alive? Alright, alright, no church in the wild

I live by you, desire
I stand by you, walk through
anything?
Will he make it out alive? Alright, alright, no church in the wild

I live by you, desire
I stand by you, walk through the fire
Your love is my
obtains the stain, will gain a rain
That pours, it soars my brain to yours

Ordained by law to train the poor
I'll make sure that there ain't gonna be no
Ain't superstitious,
Black cat crossed my trail.
I ain't superstitious,
But a black cat crossed my trail.
Bad luck ain't got me so far,
And I
live by nature's law
Watch me live

I'm gonna live tooth, fang, and claw
I'm gonna live, and I live my way
Watch me live tooth, fang, and claw
Ordained by law to train the poor 

I'll make sure that there ain't gonna be no more 

It's a treachery hidden up the sleeves of men 

Magic will only
one to save me,
I know a few things baby; I know we're in a jam.

Black hole in the sun, I don't like the way we always run,
And if your eyes are
the one breathing?
Ninety-five south, don't ever try and follow
Fuck around, get hit by the hollow
Ray Benzino, Grand Marciano, Bad Boys, Made Men live
if they label me a Jesus freak
There ain't no disguising the truth
Ain't no disguising the truth
No I ain't hiding the truth

Kamikaze my death is gain
[Benzino (Black Rob)]
All y'all done it, all y'all funny
Shit can get ugly
One man summit, always blunted,
Haters most wanted
I live it, y'all flaunt it (Any
version of Me and My Bitch by Biggie
With all respect cause you the only one that gets me

Where is he?
The man who was just like me
I heard he was hiding
were broken by your dear one's hands,
Gates left swinging by your dear one's hands,
An old book salesman asked if he could step in.
The sidewalks you
feed on our fear

I have seen their eyes
As lights that glows in the night
Hiding under my bed
Dream weaver
Ain't superstitious,
Black cat crossed my trail.
I ain't superstitious,
But a black cat crossed my trail.
Bad luck ain't got me so far,
And I
from here

What we got is true they listen
Try to talk to gal but is real what I'm spitting
Call Christ by name but still ain't rising
Set to my
no disguising the truth
No, I ain't into hiding the truth

Kamikaze, my death is gain 
I've been marked by my Maker, peculiar display (peculiar