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Guess My Religion

Willie D

Play Witcha Mama

for the homeless, and those
With nowhere to go, but at night the church door is closed
Now you can come as you are
But you better be sharp as a tack,

White Man'z World

2Pac

The 7 Day Theory

1996

the government's political prisoners
They are locked up falsely by this white man

So tell me why you
Changed to choose a new direction, in the blink of an eye

Saviorz Day

Ghostface Killah, Sunz of Man

Thuggin', Ballin' and Pimpin'

2003

the graves, we all settle when we raised by the metal
Crack vials made us act wild
Gangsters look where we at now
Behind prison gates or buried in grounds
Role

rivers of Olympian laughter
Past the three steps leading up from the street
I where the paint on the door
Was all flaking and faded 
And numbers hung loose

you, nigga

I got shot, twice
But the bitches couldn't bury me
In the eyes, they was scared of me
Maybe three would've set me free
I'll watch you bleed

Big Shots

King Sun

Righteous but Ruthless

1990

opened up his back
Three more to go, what was four deep
Who were sent on a mission to put him to sleep
He dipped in a Benz, bein pursued by a van
Picked up

to your designs
Your hips they drive me crazy but your lips lie on the daily
Slow down baby let's just take our time
You ain't so innocent behind those eyes

Now these doors don't open  til after dark 
And it ain't til twelve 'til the party really starts 
(Yo  me and my crew had to be in by ten 
Right

Well All Rite Cha

Redman

Doc's Da Name 2000

1998

Now these doors don't open til after dark 
And it ain't til twelve 'til the party really starts 
(Yo me and my crew had to be in by ten 
Right

Peek a boo, I'm at your door
If you can hear me, please come out
I just want to let you know
That I been trying to move on, but I can't let you go

narrow down on the locus 

you’ve already been taken 

in by the hocus pocus 

the candyman’s the fire starter 

you’re fire stokers 

you’re like demons

to know
Fetishes of yours kept going out the door
Acted like it’s normal trying to go with the flow
Down all the time, on me you start to grow
Stab my

Storm Warning

Latyrx

Quannum Spectrum

1999

cabinet door
A few crashin' when they smash in the windows
That's when you recognize 
The warning isn't just the terror in your eyes
Or fear between

all the beef behind us and get past that
One whole decade passing by, it's another year
Exhibition was a vibe, and it's another year
Seventh grade, got

And young Billy said "Thanks Uncle Ivor"

Well three Mars bars later we got to the bus
He had four sausage rolls on the train
And a cornet or two then he

sixteen cars
Ama flow till I fill up
Those sixteen jars
I belong to a man of a distinct class
Book of John Chapter 3
And the sixteenth verse
Is the reason I

all this respect for you, you threw it all away
Didn't expect a single person but the total was insane

Fuck, I don't wanna see those bruises on your

to her room

She opened the door, closed it behind
And the tears welled in her eyes
She cried, cried, cried and cried and cried and cried and cried
Her

extendos
But i'd rather live in hope than keep my eyes
On where I can't go
Used to think I had a grip on life
But it just smacked me down
Used to think we'd

Living on a diet of tequila
Cigarette smoke and loose women
Those three will tell you anything you want to hear to satisfy your mind

But with every

down too and I'm not ready for that fall 

Cause on my word at this point that would be absurd 
Yes I realize I'll never know what's behind those eyes 
I

The Feel Again (Stay)

Blue October

Any Man in America

this time, this time, I'm gonna take it with me

I see the door close down behind you
I watch your face turn from glow to straight gray
I see

Now we got nutcrackers, body snatchers
And heart attackers
Mine's the three combined, plus other tactics
I kick more flips, than acrobatics
So you're

dried and cracked
Now should I be exact
I raced Apollo but my vibrato fell flat
Chimborazo my gusto behind high hats
Oh well bravo youre hallowed by thumb