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För Sent För Edelweiss (Håkan Hellström) · The Swon Brothers (The Swon Brothers) · Don't Watch That, Watch This! Vol. 1 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Don't Watch That, Watch This! Vol. 2 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Watch Your Candles Watch Your Knives (Marble Index) · Watch Your Candles Watch Your Knives (Marble Index) · Live För Dig (Lars Winnerbäck) · Ett Slag För Dig (Tomas Andersson Wij) · Känn Ingen Sorg för Mig Göteborg (Håkan Hellström) · Jag Är Inte Rädd För Mörkret (Kent) – and 90 other albums »


the people what they want
Ladies and Gentlemen

Why is that when wrong is done by the black
It's blown out of proportion and immediately attacked?
By
what they want
Ladies and Gentlemen

Why is that when wrong is done by the black
It's blown out of proportion and immediately attacked
By the press
Fight for just a lifetime count the moments lost be so alive and cry as time goes by
Ladies and gentlemen lights are going out let's step outside
Why is it ladies only out for money?
Brothers only out to get hoes?
If you really want to rock it with me
If you want to hear a brother kick flows
is in her coffin 
And a-lying by the wall" 

"Tear down, tear down, those milk white sheets 
They are made of silk so fine 
That I may kiss Lady
oh, that's all she wrote
Then when the night is over you'll be alone
Cause ladies love ya when a brother is bad to the bone
own flow
(Who) ain't looking for sugar no more

Simple love's hard to come by
I'm just trying to live my life, and I'm
(Trying to be a lady
Stick up kids is out to tax
And this is how the story goes

Brothers are amused by others brother's reps
But the thing they know best is where
to hang around
And lie there by the fire and watch the evening tire
While all my friends and my old lady sit and pass the pipe around

Talk of poems
Stick up kids is out to tax
And this is how the story goes

Brothers are amused by others brother's reps
But the thing they know best is where
lotus with my brother
We spun a tale
That left him at the bottom of the river
And me in a local jail

Build a boat out of wood and memories
Watch it slip
the man that'll put him in ?amb's?
Cut for the loot to group, hit a troop or bank
No thanks to the brothers in blue
Freeze stay at ease, nigga get
Did you see our brother 
He was here the other day 
But he only came to say that he was leaving 
Did you see his lady 
She was looking where he'd
Durin's son

If this is to end in fire
Then we should all burn together
Watch the flames climb high into the night
Calling out for the rope, sent by
I'ma swallow this whole bottle for Ol' Dirty
Damn, it's hurts me, I hate it when brother's go early

I've gone through life pretending
That time will
a chance to hang around
And lie there by the fire
And watch the evening tire
While all my friends and my old lady
Sit and pass the pipe around
shoulders
Back in boulder I don't know

It was out in arizona
That he heard the lady listenin'
To each word that he was sayin'
To each line that he would
the Spring and the Fall
Are always as good as it gets
For over 70 years now
I'd watch the sun rise and set

I've been a cowboy
Working the round-ups in
the shore is calling out
So I will marry, built a home
And see what that's about

Children came by the dozens then
Drifting south like rain
I worked
the funky odor
Can't help being funky, I'm the funky Abstract brother
Funky in a sense, but I play the undercover
Once had a fettish, fettish for some
Because my brother is 6th Avenue
I got that point out of my blood
All I know is how to lead teams
I grew up around, no kinda games from T.N.
As IPs,
not make a mess,
Better give my girl my best put my b.s. under arrest,
Cause I love my lady,
Fellas if ya love your girl fight that appetite for
lightly, and watch who you're lovin'
By mother the mountain
I swear that it's true
Love not a woman with hair black as midnight
And her dress made
Durin's son

If this is to end in fire
Then we should all burn together
Watch the flames climb high into the night
Calling out for the rope, sent by and we
a chance to hang around
And lie there by the fire
And watch the evening tire
While all my friends and my old lady
Sit and pass the pipe around