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Reading the King James Version
All evil is a diversion
His words I'm learning
No more need for concerning

The Devil will try to lure
But trust in

Public Enemy No. 1, Pt. 1

James Brown

There It Is

1972

most, poor
Or a lot of people haven't been able to, even the rich
So I'll start by preaching right here
'Cause I want to preach to you one more time

up from sonny's side
I don't play wit' sticks no more, bitch
I'm not afraid of you, lucifer be in my dreams
I'm a badd muthfucka, aura smellin' like

"And then, the finer details, who's your Juliet?
What's the dynamic in the situation between the two leads?
You know, I guess we're all just
We're

A special, special, special dedication… Charlie James Roldan… Charlie Jam… this is Charlie’s Jam…

(Verse 1)
These are words from a father to a son…

exist
I know those that quit on me, they gotta be pissed
I went through the worst, made my heaven on earth
Just to get passed them gates, I was hoppin'

radio, fuck you yeah
I’m taking his lead i’ma just say how I
Say, be ‘Ye, and win i’ma
Take his lead radio, fuck you!
Radio, fuck you! Wait a second
Aye,

Focused Daily

Defari

Focused Daily

1999

you claim to be hard when you a buttercup? 
I fuck shit up, stutter step wit action packed mag 
Don't pull no crap just hit the track like a fullback

I’m great
Who are you to comment telling me about my business
But every time we see you it’s just... crickets
I can’t even lie it brings a smile to my

Exacerbated by the fact that my syntax
Is highly complicated 'cause I immigrated
From the single greatest little place in the Caribbean
Dominican Republic! I

Just waiting for summer, his pastures to change

And as the moon rises, he sits by his fire
Just thinking about women and glasses of beer
And closing his

night, bugged and burgled by Presidents
We slept beneath the Star Wars
Dreaming of our Nazi past
To wake up one day beside James Dean
Were with him still

More need I say no more
Life is just a chore
Bored
Out my mind blood leaking from my thighs
Signs of future actions ignored by the like
Eighty percent I

psycho
Eeny meeny miny moe
Sin was taking over me and so I grabbed it by the throat
I don't know
I just rock the boat
Am I saved I'm sure
I ain't ever

Get Yourself Together

The Paul Butterfield Blues Band

In My Own Dream

1968

you tell no lie, ah, don't you lie
You've been burning both ends of the candle, baby
Gonna get you by and by

I see by your expression
Of shock

of 
Get more of 
Get more of 
Get more 
I'd lie and I'd cheat 
and I'd steal and I'd kill 
Just to get more of you 
Just to get more of you 
Just to get

And then you go on in into some action
And still I see no changes
Can't a brother get a little peace
More wars in the streets than the wars in the Middle

Scott
Abraham Lincoln freed the slaves and then was shot
Andrew Johnson nearly got impeached by just one vote
Ulysses Grant is on the fifty dollar note

sins I partaked in more sinning
Walking by some girls and called a "gay ass nigga"
Almost consumed by thoughts but sense of myself was strong
I used

Mary Jane

Shwayze

Shwayze [Clean]

2008

I got a freak on her knees.
I need a little more made of the American Dream.
I want her fired up, yea baby don't try to tie me up.
I'm just not

an all seeing eye
CIA and Google maps they're both tied together in a partnership
Lets be real Google is a CIA asset is anyone even surprised by that
I

know
Lie-la-lie . . .

Asking only workman's wages
I come looking for a job
But I get no offers
Just a come-on from the whores on Seventh Avenue
I do

Jazz Thing [Video Version]

Gang Starr

Music from Mo' Better Blues

1990

And I would like to play a
Little tune I just composed not so long ago
Ms. Billie Holiday
Byrd?
The music called Jazz

It's roots are in the sounds

road houses
Director on the set the shoot when i say action
Just like a hand sensor nigga we clapping 
This game gotta really be cremated 
Out