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Uh (uh)
Ayy, that's one-point (huh)
That's 'bout point and by one-point-five in there

Ayy, yo, these foolys let the toolies spread, ringing like

as if I care
I don't even grimace when I get white hair
I don't ever want to be in bed by nine
In a job that I hate but pretend I'm fine
When I wake up,

try
But that's hard when you fail out of junior high
And it seems a sad ending to the story's implied
But don't you worry, cuz our hero's gonna get out

sued 
Wished the U N was wiped out by Katrina
Leave the rescue boat back at the marina

Myth Lab
It's so sad    
They're gonna stab you, jab you, kick

jeans
White polo, and gray Vans for green onesies
I wouldn’t have believed this shit myself

I had to talk to the prison psychiatrist
When I got here i

really ain't sad
I'm living my way through all that I'm cravin a shawty with a back fat
To cover in blisters her neck tat we startin it off on the floor

And sanity starts cracking
I'm ready for retraction

Maybe I'm just asking
For a trial of the afterlife
Sad that I was waking
A disaster in the masters eyes

steal
We'll lose our head from neck
Inside the twisted wreck
Sad that we live on
After this ride is done

We're on another plain in the end hateful red
We

"Come sit down beside me and
Hear my sad story
I'm shot in the breast and
I know I must die"

"My friends and relations they
Live in the Nation
They know

Guilty
Looking at the drills sergeants kill rate
Kill me
I hate what the Angel City gives me
Filthy
White tiles filled with blood cause they kill dreams

compiled what few facts I could
I mean, such as they are
To see if we could shed a little bit of light
And this is what I got so far:
First, white folks

Streets of Laredo

Dick Curless

A Tombstone Every Mile [Bear Family]

1996

boldly walked by. 
"Come sit down beside me and hear my sad story; 
Got shot in the breast and I know I must die!" 

"My friends and relations they

The Streets of Laredo

John Cale

Honi Soit

1981

boldly stepped by.
"Come sit down beside me and hear my sad story;
I'm shot in the breast and I know I must die."

"My friends and relations they live

can't
I can't express shit and I'm mad
And I don't like it, but I'm sad
But I'm fine though, I get by no
Worries I have a good time with my bro's
But

Day in America

Sun Kil Moon

I Also Want to Die in New Orleans

2019

don't care if he was vulnerable
In a home full of drug abuse and incest
Or allegedly brainwashed by white supremacists
Whatever the case may be for him

don't know my story
There's really nothing for me
So leave me in this worry
(In the end is glory)

Feel like an 8 by 10 in a 5 by 7
I'm in the wrong frame

on my chest
Tryna feel a Doki Doki
But this bookclub story
Don't match up with what you told me
You gon hold me right
You gon wrap my soul up tight
Please

we nailing shit
And when my niggas pop up out the blue shit no more settling
Code word for lasers on white Ts call it peppermint
Folks Got a green

Mad men, are we really bad men?

Ladies and gentlemen
We'd like to tell you a very sad story
About capitalism in America in the 1960s

The name's Don

From Whence Came the Cowboy

Sons of the San Joaquin

From Whence Came the Cowboy

From whence came the cowboy? Well, the history is plain.
He rode out of Europe on a frigate from Spain.
To Mexico, Venezuela, Argentina he spread

Spark by Legin
I really hope these strings will communicate my heart/
And if they don't I just pray that they'll be a start/
What I can't say I place

She's Never Comin' Back

Mark Collie

Born & Raised in Black & White

1985

as well admit it, why it's as plain as white and black
Like the drive-in picture show, she's never coming back

She's never comin' back, she's already

welcome to Hell

A plain little house, on a plain little road
At the corner of Done, and Where'd It All Go?
Time crawls by, with a shudder and moan
It don't

a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for