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rain
This kind of trouble no set like rain
So stay ready

I smell hell
When im fucking authority
I forever want my rebel to yell
Stay ready for the face

fascinate us by
How far they go with
Their unconventionality we secretly
Admire and respect them for this we
Wish we could act more like they do
Normally it

would land softly in my sheets

Since I was born I knew
I would land softly 
I would land softly in my sheets

Let's go let's get some 
Some trouble in

Rest Your Love on Me

Andy Gibb

After Dark

1980

, I'd be right by your side 
 
Lay your troubles on my shoulders
Put your worries in my pocket 
Rest your love on me awhile
Lay your troubles

And When I Die

Kevin Burke

Hoof and Mouth

1997

I'm gone, 
there'll be one child born and a world to carry on, to carry on. 

My troubles are many, they're as deep as a well.
I can swear there

And When I Die

Sweet Honey in the Rock

Time and Love: The Music of Laura Nyro

1997

You won't only know by living, only dying will tell

And when I die (and when I die)
When I'm dead (dead and gone)
There'll be one child born

Born to Lose

Social Distortion

Somewhere Between Heaven and Hell

1992

bound for this young
Man. The police knockin' at my
Door, "Well he don't live here no
More, and he's playin' in a rock 'n'
Roll band."

Born

of trouble I was born up in it, when I'm in the booth yeah I'm all up in it, any feature get up and spin it, bar for bar man's winning, 24 hours winning, ahh

Intro/Bomb First (My Second Reply)

2Pac

The 7 Day Theory

1996

understandably shaken up by this release.
The question everbody wants to know is,
Why'd they get this nigga started?
Tupac, rather Makaveli, was not available for

Oh man I wish I knew, I wish I knew it then
But I don't let it stop me
You know I'll be back again
All the mistakes I've made
Trouble that I've been

Intro/Bomb First (My Second Reply)

2Pac

The Don Killuminati: The 7 Day Theory [Clean]

1996

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

by true

Born a stoner
Making pillows wet
Bringing suffering
To where I go

You know that I'm trouble
But you still want me
Don't come back crying
When

by true

Born a stoner
Making pillows wet
Bringing suffering
To where I go

You know that I'm trouble
But you still want me
Don't come back crying
When

But like Nino Brown 
I wasn't born with a 
Silver spoon my mouth
It was a struggle time 
For a child between 7 and 9
I did what I had to do 
In order

Times goes by
Giving but denied
Cause living in this ghetto is a crime
And you know that got me
It got me crazy how this evil gives us trouble
It got

I am a rebel, but I am here for the devil 
Ima sort ma own troubles and solve ma own puzzles! 
Grapple & tackle and get the crap out of these jackals!

And When I Die [Live]

Lisa Sokolov

Presence

2004

I'm gone, 
there'll be one child born and a world to carry on, to carry on. 

My troubles are many, they're as deep as a well.
I can swear there

And When I Die

Queen Esther Marrow

New Jazz Spectrum, Vol. 3

1996

I'm gone, 
there'll be one child born and a world to carry on, to carry on. 

My troubles are many, they're as deep as a well.
I can swear there

Yea 
Look 

Pass me the duffle 
Alwaes shake the trouble 
Cruise down Reno Ave we was smokin tuffles cleared out the spot for me that’s when I come

deficit
Born without a pot for piss
Growing up I wasn't shit
Still waiting for the opposite
Never tried to make a hit
Only tried to blend the sound
Covering

Hoochie Coochie Man

The Allman Brothers Band

Idlewild South

1970

by Willie Dixon
Copyright 1967 (renewed) Hoochie Coochie Music (BMI)

Gypsy woman told my mama
'while 'fore I was born.
Got a boy child comin'

Mississippi Kid

Lynyrd Skynyrd

Pronounced Leh-Nerd Skin-Nerd/Second Helping

1974

for no trouble 
But nobody dogs me 'round

Well, I'm going to fetch my woman, people 
Tri-cities here I come
Well, I'm going to fetch my woman,

feels like, but this what it is
We're not those we grew up in in the places we live
Ain't got nothing for us, no trouble, yet we take what we get

Trying

down there

And when I die and when I'm gone
There'll be one child born 
In this world, carry on, to carry on

Now troubles are many
They're