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ready for more?
1944. The second world war
Anti-Asian racism is laid at our door
Korematsu v US is how the court decides
That interning Japanese Americans

myself to at least release me
I wanna be more than my
Wealth more than my health
I think I need your help
Be all that I can more than a man that I am
But

more than you could imagine
Cause every hundred good things that are said about me
cre overshadowed by the one who don't believe in my dreams
cll it

late
We too old for games, ain't kids any more
You're not the same
You do all kind of things
Just to make me feel some way
I pray to God I'm wrong
But I

ain't here no more
A happy girl singing sad song
Mama said i'm so far gone
Like you took my life and gave me yours
Heard you found a new girl now, living

Papa Was a Rolling Stone

Was (Not Was)

You Can't Hurry Love: The Motown Covers Album

1994

And that's the least thing that I could do
But that's a lot more than I got from you

I heard Papa called himself a jack of all trades
Tell me is that what

inside the game, it's too big
It's a tight fit never made a bad song
They don't come out of my lips
Got the game by the neck
Won't let go I got tight grip

I'm Catching Hell (Living Here Alone)

Natalie Cole

Unpredictable

1977

the yard, painting and repairing and
Huh, paying the bills

But you know now
All I have is memories and regrets
I could have given our love a chance

On Friday downplay as all horseplay
Fucking loser
Say Bitch please these nazis
Are fucking christen posse
4 more quazi
Join the army
Like a komakazi
Get down

sad
Dear Jamie
I'm your biggest fan
I'm your biggest fan
I'm your biggest fan
Bet he can't play your songs with his friends any more
'Cause they always

People who are being taken advantage of
By you and your lies?
To all separated couples out there who are
Cordial and co parent nicely GOOD FOR
YOU i wish

Uh, hey boss
I’ve got something to say
Ay bitch, who do you think you are
Fucking sucker motherfucker, acting like you got
All the fresh bread

at the same time
And to show you I'm compassionate, to show you that I care
I'm gonna give every American some free healthcare
While we're at it, why don't we

Got too many days I've been down bad (down bad)
Got too many nights I want it all back (all back)
Got too many songs and they all sad (all sad)
Yeah

acting like they know me more than me right 
But with my confidence I don't need nobody's insight 
Here we go y'all here we go y'all 
Y'all bout to be

I've been tryna write a mad song but all that came was a sad song
Yo, Remember happiness? No, guess it's been that long
I've been tryna be that one

(Ooh, ooh)
But, I got you, my nigga
I'm gon' lead you, I got you, I got you, my nigga
Protect you from all this evil
Know you listenin' to this song

to get your fuckin throat slit
I wanna call Gus and hang you by your pedo wrists
This is not a threat, just a little wish
Also scammy fake mechanics do

Falls
I never knew what we had
We were both so young
I want my love but she's all up in Ontario
So can we find a way out of this sad song, girl?
And run

In the only one making sad songs lit
I don't wanna survive I wanna live
Putting myself first and that's just it
I'm not afraid no more
Getting

and recognize the alphabet
You can't survive in a room full of Gs
Coached by my Uncle Lil' Mane, I resemble him
They tryna steal the game
And we killing all

Don't Get No

Nine Pound Hammer

Smokin' Taters

1997

Drinkin' all night long to sad country songs
It's driving me insane
Well, I'm drownin' my fears in cheap American beer
I'm lookin' for somebody

belong to that kinda world
A little Haggard's what I am and nothing more

I stay tired and worn out from staying out all night long
Picking this ol' guitar

never says goodbye
We settle down for one more night perchance, to dream or cry

The gates that once stood open are now rusted closed by fear
The keepers