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Good Morning Aztlán

Los Lobos

Good Morning Aztlán

2002

things before I go on

You can't run and try to hide away
Here it comes, here comes another day

A red rooster crows
A little Mexican tune
On the chain

Now I'm up here, Sittin’ on a shelf
Santa's little Elf, just spying IRL
My job be like: "Make sure
That these kids behave, and don't
Whine or fight

Sipping on this high tech ya my cup be red my pockets blue
Call me up a eater from the south side an she coming through
If she try to spend the night

Party

I saw Sunflower Joe play the string bean bass
Old Houlihan wore a green beanie
By the dewdrop pool, neat the red-toed stool
June Tiny wore a bikini

show you where this dirty shotgun goes
Mad like six green mean joe's
If i'm a little crazy i think it already shows
Because i talk about anything that

crack
By seventeen
Eighteenth street where I played that
Nineteen - on the corner with
Twenty in they straps
Playing with my money like
Playing with my

don't show
I be putting Jersey on like my first name Joe
It's cute how you rep, claiming you the best
But take it from a vet with real fans out west

She Said It Was Great

Ed O.G & da Bulldogs

Life of a Kid in the Ghetto

1991

we're here for, so take those off"
By now she's butt-naked, I'm ready to break it
Threw on the jim hat, I'm ready for trim, and all that
So I did it

Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by

Get a Straw

Lady Saw

Showtime Juggling

1998

INTRO: 
Hey yuh si from a guy bad mind 
Him ago get jook by joe grind same time 
Yuh undastan, ray ray ray an ray ray ray 
Yuh si wha mi a deal

happening on properties by these folks that don't look like me
But when I see they do they telling us no Tupac'ish and then I go right
In thruw the front door

That go to show this ass
Kicking ain't gon bother nigga
Cause it's right back where
You started nigga
Being a son of a Harlem nigga
Now you was made by

Walk up like the shit, they send me back in line, yeah
See that look they gave me, when they passing by, yeah
Might go fly to Saturn, imma satellite,

Sound Off

Slaughterhouse

SlaughterHouse

2009

I is equivalent to four arms
Joell Ortiz is the body
The cannibal slash killer, kill you then eat your body
Joe Budden is the pair of legs
He runs

remix, remix
Remix, remix, remix,

[Verse 6: Fat Joe]
All these n*ggas wanna front trill with them stiff faces
Till them n*ggas lyin' still up in stiff

Hang 'Em High

Sadat X

No Better Way

1996

is playin the price game 
Indian Red, was bangin niggaz in the head 
With his man Apache Joe, they take your money off the floor 
They side-bettin

tryna eat
Bad boys since the 1990s
Joe Dumars Isiah Thomas
Bill Laimbeer Dennis Rodman
John Sally i'm gladly
Proud to welcome you too
The new Detroit
This

to fight and punch out her lights
The scuffle drove to the room those roads would leave her bumpy
But I followed them back there, little Joe had to do

I got 50 shooters
Disobey them I promise you'll regret it
Spin the blocc wit a car
Not rented
Caught him at a red light knock his top down
Little buzz

Christmas is commercialization
An operation ran by the eastern syndicate
But don't spoil Santa Clause for all the little kids
It's super innocent
Check

(Harry Truman, Doris Day, Red China
Johnnie Ray) world serves it's own needs
Don't misserve your own needs
(South Pacific, Walter Winchell
Joe DiMaggio)

Reds
when the Feds came to get him

We're all just trying to make it
We're all just trying to get by
If we want it then we take it
Seems to be the words

like the chainsaw massacker. 
sawing true your vains.
creepy noise
i hear voice
killing little kids
by giving candy filled poison
the face color int

She's Got Me Runnin' Clark Ford featuring Underground Treehouse and Joe Rucker


I was sittin' on the front porch sippin' on a beer
Boots up