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their Remington 
I say the youth of Brixton 
They put down their 45 Smith 
and Wesson pistol pistol 

Stop and listen 
They want you to fight
their Remington 
I say the youth of Brixton 
They put down their 45 Smith 
and Wesson pistol pistol 

Stop and listen 
They want you to fight
Bessie was more than a friend of mine
We shared the good times and the bad
Well many years has since passed me by
I still recall the best thing I
Bessie was more than just a friend of mine
We shared the good times and the bad
Many years have since passed me by
I still recall the best thing I
marked down as missin'
Listen, circumstances put me right in the street
With the will to survive, get paid, eat, and sleep
Some weep, or should I rather
might be on your radio on every Sunday.
So listen what your DJ plays. (2x)
You-ROY will be gone by the end of the day
Michigan & Smiley in a different
the mornin'
Like it in the evening too
In between she don't mind it
Just about any old time will do
 
So I'm haulin', haulin'
Fort Smith to Louisville
THE TWO MAGICIANS
The lady sits at her own front door
As straight as a willow wand
And by there come a lusty smith
With his hammer in his hand
Crying
THE TWO MAGICIANS
The lady sits at her own front door
As straight as a willow wand
And by there come a lusty smith
With his hammer in his hand
Crying
to the smiths by their belows 
To the slaves under the yolks, and I will say
Blanche got run down by an avalanche? 
Well, did you ever? What a swell party this is! 
What daiquiris! What sherry, please! What burgundy! What pommery!
shouted on chain gangs
Pain they felt, but it helped them to maintain
Scott Joplin's rags, Bessie Smith's blues

St. Louis blues, they were all the news
Blanche got run down by an avalanche? 
Well, did you ever? What a swell party this is! 
What daiquiris! What sherry, please! What burgundy! What pommery!
Blanche got run down by an avalanche? 
Well, did you ever? What a swell party this is! 
What daiquiris! What sherry, please! What burgundy! What pommery!
busy
Effective, putting shit in the proper perspective

[Parrish Smith]
Strapped with the gat, busting caps across the map
Yo the crew's back,
will listen, please
I am an old cow puncher and here I'm dressed in rags
I used to be a tough one and go on great big jags

Once I had a home, boys,
[Erick Sermon] 

Uh huh 



[Parrish Smith] 

Yo it's the return (uh huh) Parrish Smith and Erick Serm' 

Kid don't mess with fire because
back 
but he's not, so don't act cute 
Cause if you do you in hot pursuits 

[PMD] It's my thing 
[Parrish Smith] 
As the song goes on you will
Blanche got run down by an avalanche? 
Well, did you ever? What a swell party this is! 
What daiquiris! What sherry, please! What burgundy! What pommery!
tongue now
And let them all listen to your silence

No need to listen to yourself
Maybe this one will pass you by
Or to anybody else

No need
listen 
The poverty bothers me but mama's working wonders in the kitchen 
Listen I can hear her crying in the bedroom 
Praying for money we never think
marked down as missin'
Listen, circumstances put me right in the street
With the will to survive, get paid, eat, and sleep
Some weep, or should I rather
Gun up your (cunt)
AK-47, '92 Beretta
Don't give a good God damn
What you think of me
Or what I do

H&K MP5
Smith & Wesson model 29
SPS Glock 17
You've turned your back on me
And left me alone
I saw this house, so high
Will it take me to the sky
Another life, another soul
Taken by
Sickology 101 futuristic B-Boyz shit
Your first lesson given to you by (Mr. Smith!)
KC MO stand up, young niggas represent

Ey, ask me what I