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Crown prosecution totting up the score
Kings Cross two
Guildford four
Winston Silcott - man how many more ?
Satpal attacked in a restaurant by racists
The music got tense
That's when I knew I was in trouble! The street is like a jungle!
I jumped behind the bar, but caught two in the ankle! POW! (Echo)
the art of graffiti
I think I'm tougher than any
My attitude is s***ty
Born in the dope fiends titty
And every city you'll find me
Looking for trouble
to go way back to the bottom, what?
Man, what the hell is y'all talkin' 'bout?
I been in the house all night
I don't know nothing 'bout that shit,
story
Me I no de look for man Yawa
Me I no de look for person trouble
Me I no de look for man yawa
Everyday I pray
Make My chi Bless me oo
Everything
hurt if you come from out of town
But down by lord that's word
Fantastic
Show stoppin emcees
Yeah here streets is move by glocks in whos pocket
But
of a trend is more fatal than a fable
The realest side of me always gotta be able
To be living life not tied down by a cable...
Chain, whip, rope, or bungie
against the world
Girl you turn me on tonight
Tell me what your name is and I'm yours for the night
Said you got a man home but he At home
So that mean he
on the floor
I thought about it, man im way too fly
To have a fella robbin me outside
Thats why i keep that thing by my side
And down every blessin while im
and always ‘round.
Beggin’ to ditch this spot and wing it to some neon watt-lit scene where gold is green and trouble’s on the mount.
You know Las Vegas ain’t
Another day in life with people cryin' over issues
Can you withstand the rain that the world is tryna give you?
Ion know
(I don't know, man, I'm just tryna
Roll a spliff to remain at ease
Short on the trust 'cause the fake I seen
I just hope that you stay by me
She could tell that I care, the real is rare
Don't play I don't want back ends aye
I done been broke that shit is chilling man
Don't play I don't want back ends aye
I done been broke that shit
choice
And listen to this straight-up man before they ban the voice
While I rhyme to the rhythm of a pop
Remember the first nigga to run is the first
friends when they ask
The truth is this shit really hurts
A punch to the face
Third degree burns
Why do I lie to myself and say it's not worth the trouble
on the rise
It doesn't mean anything but a trouble is a brewing
Look out at man holding the gun to his head
He's painting a picture that's covered in red
You
ah man, "The dude is dead as nails."
*chorus*
On Friday night, they crucified the Lord at calvary,
But he said, "Don't dread, in three days I'm gonna
the man you'll never see again
I've been saying I'm the man
I'm the man you've been talking about
The man you've been stalking
I can tell by how you walking
a drinker
If you in trouble
Just know God is on the way
Planting flowers in the garden everyday
Working hard so its hard to get a break
Man problems hard
Ocean, ocean, help me believe
Trouble no more, I'm a free man
(Trouble no more, I'm a free man)
Shackles gon' fall off these feet and
(Shackles gon'
7,
Build them, praise them, bury them, dead them,
I was born to be half a man with half a chance,
My heart is in halves,
Half is righteous, half is
"All protein is made by plants
I'll state that again for the record
All protein is initially made by plants
And it is not necessary to eat animal
Sometimes I focus on the dough
Look at these bills I got
This is a message for some rappers trying to steal my spot
You niggas famous on the internet
I'm
image in parchment
Rose into a scroll holding a message for you
It said the only thing for sure is taxes, death, and trouble
The anomaly sworn solemnly
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