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lots of gossip
From acts
Promoters, and profits
Buddy, let me tell you
How things run here
Just in case
You wanna cruise by
To the reggae showbiz
(To

life is better
Than you've ever imagined

Any time you think you can't   
Can lead you to a brand new land
Dwelt by people brave and strong
Maybe that's

Free falling down a rabbit hole
Possibly you'll drop the rope for me

One thought leads to another five
They each have their own
Things that they

the floor
Invisible pathways, lead to your bedroom door
Invisible hands, invisible plans

It started again, when the spasms began
'Round the thing

face the problem, i come to solve, with distotion product

eeny meen mini, used to chase things shiny, do backflips when I seen something thick
rims so

yourself now!
How many days you have in your life?
Count the days, lead yourself now!
How many things you can certainly trust?
Go! Time is running out
Go!

of history. Can your thoughts torpid with repose Transport themselves back to the horrors and joys of the past... Not straying indifferently from one thing

the leader them no lead by example
Withdraw our legacy them sit down and gamble
So every time we try to move you see we stumble
How far can we go with no

witness to the de-evolution of an organized society from one that has a disdain for authority, to one that has a complete and utter hatred for all things

of the right to choose 
The game of a snake with so much at stake 
Clutch your weapons out of desperation 
Lead the numbered to extermination 
You're one

cable for us
But e no mean say
We no go turn tables again with no D.J
Same thing over again its so cliche
They trynna make sure
Pe mo sise
Me I go in they

Blowin' Smike

Prime Minister Pete Nice

Dust to Dust

1993

"Meanwhile, in another part of the town"
I got a suicide squeeze on the trigger
Hit you like a swig of 100 proof hard liquor
The Minister gotta

unafraid
Your empty stare, leads your eyes away
The one thing we all can fear lives in us
The wandering lives are helpless victims

We rise to fall, we lose

said fuck that nigga I'm escaping the jail
Living in hell shoot kites to quindell without fail
Hopefully he retries and post bail
Another ghetto folktale

Don't Get It Twisted

Foesum

Perfection

1996

Now come to scoop me up around 10, M&M
don't forget the hennessey, juice or gin
we bouts to take another trip so just dip in the Foe
I got a box

Stronghold

sectorseven

sectorseven

2002

to be
Which leads me to another thing
I guess we all need shaking
Otherwise expecting to be fooled by what you trust in me

Cause I wouldn't expect

like marching bands
Bout gutta name, we spin like ceiling fans, locked in the booth I'm with J-raxcks

Nigga diss on bra, he a new pack, hop out hummer

es-tu ? où vis-tu ?
Qu'est-ce qu'en moi, t'appartient ? 

The reason I'm alive 
But then u didn't me 
 cre you still alive 
Or another thing buried ?

Everything has more than one lifeline 
green, blue, white - all fade to black.
Tomorrow’s dreams they disappear so fast 
hoping that they’ll be

Onus O’Reilly
 2004
J. Christine Cochran

V. 1	Onus O’Reilly sits on a fence
	Contemplating suicide
	Onus O’Reilly had been born a man
	But wanted

""With somebody"" 
Music and lyrics by Giordano Alivernini a.k.a. Aliver J.

Were you looking for me
not so easy to find me
Even when you can see me