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becoming much clearer,
that windows a mirror.

I see myself,
I'm not alone on this train of jewels and gold.
Passengers and passer-by,
strange sparkles in

Mr. Brown lives in fear
Won't leave his house
Stands by the window, looks outside
A cold wind blows
Leaks through the window
He steps back, closes

I been lookin' out the window
Watchin' as the leaves change
Sittin' in my same chair
Lookin' through my same face
Runnin' through handles
With no

Fishlands

Deirdre Flint

Shuffleboard Queens

bubbles just lookin' for trouble
When Mrs. Murphy moved the furniture.
Now she's got us by a big picture window
With a clear view of the Jersey bay far

It's a good day when there's green outside the window
It's a good day when the sun is shining through 'em
It's a good day when the wind whispers

You can catch me in an orange
Bandanna with a swagger elite
In a normal whip
Sittin in the passenger seat
And maybe you can roll with me
Cruisin down

Looking Through the Eye of a Pig

Cypress Hill

IV

1998

frustrated I hate it found a woman in the
Dumpster body was mutilated
Bad dreams all up in my head no lie
Sometimes I got to take a sniff so I could get by

M16 taped underneath the front side of my passenger seat
I slide over the hood grab it and unload
Hit one the neck one in the head car stopped dead cold

drive

There's no place I'd rather be
Than sitting in the passenger seat
Hand out the window making friends with the breeze
Waving at the world as we're

he's
Off of a fifth while he murder the masses
All the passengers look out the windows with
Fear in they eyes, they need a distraction
Crack a smile, it

the passenger seat
The future hangs by a thread Future stranger in my bed
I can’t keep it
I can’t keep him
I bite my lip and hold my tongue Lose my grip and carry

48th Street

Your Old Droog

Your Old Droog

2014

Playin' their little crappy love songs by the fire
I learned solos by ear
And never on a Squire
We avoid those
Cop the black Strat with a Floyd Rose

Tales of a Hustler

Sparks

The Reason

2001

old-head
Chant tunes by the Whispers
Same corner where I banged at with niggas
Cops drive by and grin on us
If they grabbed then 
One of them nosy

Pistols Blazin

Dru Down

Stackin Chips

1997

ya Mr Sick is gonna get to creep
I gets to blastin' ass
Dip they bodies in the bag
I hope I
Get to lastin' in this game of cash

It's

The Big Payback

EPMD

Rapmasters: From Tha Priority Vaults, Vol. 2

1996

and I don't quit
I get pushed to the limit, and yo that's it
Step by step, I put an end to your fun
Cause I'm the chosen one, yes me my son
A young kid

to leave this town?
And shouldn't widow Jones be told to keep her window shades a pulled completely down

Well Mr. Harper couldn't be here cause he stayed

any slow motherfucker that's in my lane
Overtake and wind the window down and fling a tinnie in their face

I don't abide by any law
Ignorin' every sign

the distance
Rolled down the window and thought about where we had been
And I don't know that we had put too much thought into anything
There's the person you

Couches on fire
Shakes at midnight
Drive up the canyon
But you're not on my passenger side
Swerving through lanes
Head out the window
And shooting

the passenger seat we be takin them rips
Rydin high so the time pass by in the traffic that we sittin in
All of the homies is comin too
You told yo girls they be

the sound of the door is like a shot to the arm crack the window to let the smoke out 
there's no one there, no one there 
shut the door and I'll

cttention passengers, we're just about halfway to our destination.
Take a moment to open up your window shades and you will notice a glimmer of light

That hard left turn came right out of nowhere
Shot me awake into the passenger door
Head reeled like I caught flight in the cold air
Caught my breath

Driving windows down through a hail storm
80 miles per hour I don't know where I am
I supposed to be on a dirt road
Road it for a night to remember