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We don't need ten thousand men
Just give me that three hundred
Jesus Christ He be the king
For him we gone be running
Running running
We don't need

The Glory

Flatbush Zombies

Vacation in Hell

2018

I'm familiar with pain
Used to play by myself when they considered it lame
Do this thing by yourself, nothin' is ever obtained
Introverted but I'm

possession
My obsession's born
And you are gone and
Keeping me from guessing

A boot falls right behind me
With a thud onto the wooden deck
As seven men

City of New Orleans

Arlo Guthrie

America

2005

games with the old men in the club car
Penny a point ain't no one keepin' score
Pass the paper bag that holds the bottle
And feel the wheels rumblin'

just like Duke, man

We killed many men, spin a bend, spin a bend
I'm killin' with these ends, drop a ten
Drop a ten
We killed many men, spin a bend,

a dog a bone
I'm still down to sell crack
Out a fiends home
God bless the child with a flawless flow
Say gave a nigga the talent to push blow
Like a pimp

3-and-0, its a wash with the blood (Yeah)
Victim murdered by the knives in the sus's back (Yeah)

"I don't do the traps
I ain't in to that
Sticking to my

a family portrait
I am a product of what this company made me
Young seargent, the numbers im doing crazy
Only instructed to come up with something blazing
I

We come to make it hot for ya, roof!

When we get down with the black suits, baby
Just lettin' loose up in here, go crazy
The way we bouncin'

what all the dope men say
Bringing cocaine in the jam

22 niggas, two to a car
11 flagships with the three-point star
The only other ballers are them

take your positions
With pistols, bare hands, and knives
And nobody's surprised if somebody
Don't survive the dust
To see the only stretch rest see how

with
The drugs and knives
They stikes on us, real low those life
Still bout that life, really bout life
When you're down facing life
That's that life

Abuela cry
The way she cried when you left us behind
Inna my chest, like a hundred knives
Dandelion, we just wanna know why
Tell me why
Dandelion
Tell me

like flies
We fly like birds with glocks and knives
On spaces telling me I'm not outside 
While I watch the stocks just rise..

But fuck it, the right

to the ounce
More bounce where it counts
They want no bottle me up,
And sell me by the ounce
I got that dripping Joe's candle
Your favorite juicy scandal

I got

Synchronistic science, melds the truth with your stable
Never leaving us alone, you want us signed on your label

One Million ladies and one million men
It's $100

Plague appears again and white is his portrait
In fever I tear myself with every drag
And nothing moves me anymore
War that never went away
Constant

coming
I'm here
Let's do it T
Alright
Let's go
You already know
I wrote this for Bobby, with burning sticks and burning wipes
All of my Niggas made it,

don’t understand, 
I rather be with my family than punch their clock on demand, 

A choice that led to the consequence of unemployment, 
Not that wiping

the niggas by my side get big bad bitch yeah by now
Hundred thousand men I let'em slide
Kon ca le fais kon ca le fais kon ca le peut peut

How many bitches you

Mean as Hell

Johnny Cash

Mean as Hell!

1966

a good hell and he succeeded
He began by putting thorns all over the trees
He mixed up the sand with millions of fleas

He scattered tarantulas along

Lindbergh

Woody Guthrie

This Land Is Your Land: The Asch Recordings, Vol. 1

1997

and by
But we'll have to split the bed up with Wheeler, Clark, and Nye
In Washington, Washington"

Hitler wrote to Lindy, said "Do your very worst"
Lindy

head
Warning you your sense of security's false
The mud gets steep as the purity falls
But men love the dark they don't fuck with the light
Them

think your tough
Cuz your homies brung their knives
So we'll have to treat this with no love
And kill you for your crimes against us
I think it's time