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nigga, that I always got what it takes?
Ain't no stoppin' or brakes
They tried blockin' my checks
I'm still joggin' in place
Wonder why I'm the golden

JDub yeah
Wack Rap Tuesday, man
Another banger produced by me let's go

I hit the party, no Tyson
Walked up in the house and
I smell somethin'

Russian rung
Sat her right by the fireplace
Way past intoxicated 
Ooo

I'm getting head with my feet up
I'm in for a night for the week up
We up in her bed

, wow)
Yeah, a lotta man want that nyash, stand behind me in single file (nah)

She want the world, but ain't down to earth 
I gave her space cos I know my

more like I'm in a heist alone
Look, I don't like to aim my shit at any artist
When I'm writing I'm just generalizing
How am I gon' take a shot

Fun for Me

Moloko

Sorted! 40 Madchester Baggy Anthems

2002

the monster out of me
I caught him in the corner
Ha ha hee hee hee hee
I dream I'm in a tunnel between here and now
Scooby doobie where would you be?
Bow-wow

where would you be?
Bow-wow wow wow
I dream I'm at a crossroads
No place left to go
I look in each direction
Eenie meenie miny mo
I dream that I am

identify with?
I'm feeling like the long days
Away from feeling my Patrón
Used to have the coldest
Bitches waiting for me chilling by the phone
Used to do

Yes Sir, I Will

Crass

Christ the Bootleg

1999

In so many bourgeois homes Van Gogh's sunflowers radiate from the walls,
Yet he lived in utter misery, condemned by those very same people.
Why is it

if not, where the hell did it go?
'Cause here I sit in Lucifer's den by the dutch oven just choosing to sin
Even if it means I'm selling my soul,

to come and turn a stale face to a wow again

I can wow them again
The way I'm ballin'
My weight up I flex when I wanna
I don't wanna talk bout my problems

my ice
Enticed by the lights
That fall on your body at night
If I have to leave
It's due to you starting this fight
No need to be nice
Never needed you

the drawstring is
Hoes on my dick where the drawstring is
With a star so loud, you can all see hacks at the top of the Eiffel
Tall as a tower I'll stand in my

What do you really just want me to say
I'm still alive but my souls in the grave
I'm really only just in this for fame
And I'm wanting the dollars

Best be ready be amazed 
You the looking glass in and ill explain in this song my friend 
For the pawns be us rising 
No more Bits done compromising 
Wow

of a lullaby
You're always there inside my mind
I see you, I see you in my dreams

I'm in a daze
I see your face
All that time... wow
What a waste
Memories in

In the industry
I don't give a fuck what you did
This is my house
Take off your shoes when you walk in my crib
Niggas talk crazy to Hitman
And I'm

how I deal with the fame, homie, yeah homie
I don't know why you like fuckin' up my high, I
I sent a kilo back to back just to get by, I
I feel these

Caution

The Chameleons UK

Strange Times

1986

Cold here and I shudder and I shiver
I want to look twenty but I can't deliver
Pains in the heart
Ba-ba-bow-wow-wow-wow

It's cold in here
Can you

Call You Home

Mark Erelli

The Memorial Hall Recordings

2002

Like an arrow loosed from God's own bow
So swift and true they fly

Lord, draw me from your quiver
Take away my tears
Shoot me o'er the seven sisters

Won't bow out
Won't bow to a thing
When it's in the ring
That's a "bout" but
Ain't about a thing
Sit and listen to this-when
I body my pitiful competition

the fleek hoes (hoe)
You know I never give my
Soul up for a bankroll (no)
Knock some lights out, seeing rainbows
(bow bow) all this water, bitch
Go fetch me

wheels
But I won't bow and kneel
Even though my mind wants me killed

Yo
There's a lot a trauma in my life
But I'm not going down without a fight
Fight for

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