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gold everything
Every place

I don't even know anymore
You don't even ride for the boys
Ride around the city in the toy
You don't even go for the Lord

syphilis they gave us disease.
They took us from the motherland with plenty of Gold,
They made us into property a slave and sold.
They beat you with a whip

Rainbow

Jessie J

Who You Are

2011

is greener on the other side
What I'm saying is we're all alike

We're the colors of the rainbow (yeah, yeah)
Lets share our pot of gold
We're

these bands in this sippy cup
And yeah I know I got a chance cuz my city up
Man it's the angels in the land what the city of
I know I'm dealin wit a lot

paid baby day by day
That the way this life go, just believe we all know just make it day by day
In the building, city hall and the capitol
Teach our

What Part of the Game [Bonus Track]

Monica

After the Storm [Bonus Disc]

2003

don't like)
They ride around the 24s
With a mouth full of gold
But their children be up hungry late at night
While they out spending doe and
They

Anthropocene
Old brick tunnel
Don't make a scene
Wake up early
Cannonfire
Yearbook photo
Children's choir
Radon girls
Tourist trap
You catch the moment
In your

Caukazoid Germ

Sixtoo

The Psyche Continuum

the mass-grave, dug three meters deep,
Laced the grave with lime and then lowered the plastic sheets.
The most deadly virus on earth, that's what we were told.

what, I did not need her
Blinded by love, yeah, I was a make believer
Went on a death race for shawty, I could not keep up
All these women in my circle, I

look at how it flew by
I mean who knew I’d meet a wizard
Believe what the wizard tell me
Spoke soft but his speech was
Taller than Wizard Kelly
Word

on hatorade
I don't get tired fuck that bev best believe I'm a still make a play
Can't believe I still say best believe in my raps you gotta believe everyday

Let me tell you a story
Here's what I see when I walk out my room
People facing their destiny, ain't nothing they can do
Stuck in this same old city

I go by the name of Frank Zulu The 3rd
Fuck what you heard
Bars are to litty in the city, YEH!
Ha!
Yep, yep, ugh!
Huh, look. Frank Zulu The 3rd

Gold Rush

Gloriana

A Thousand Miles Left Behind

2012

I can’t believe I haven’t said goodbye,
Had to get it all wrong just to get it back.

You've got, you've got what I need,
You've got, you've got what

children
We learn how to care from our friends
We learn how to grieve by ourselves

Don't need to believe in a creator
Who cares about death, who cares how

ride
A coupe throwed out is what I ride but you still push 4 by 4s every night

Throw a back on when I ride, push it to side when i ride
A coupe throwed

1942 coming when I say when 

Everybody know me whenever my record spins 


Back and forth from city to city I gotta map it out 

Now I’m going solo from

1942 coming when I say when 

Everybody know me whenever my record spins 


Back and forth from city to city I gotta map it out 

Now I’m going solo from

My money like gold teeth
No I never sound scared
Yeah That's why they chose me
Yet they never count in
Don't know what I'm gone be
I'm playing my role

spirituality waning
Believe in a crystal you're lost in a daze
And refuse being saved by the life truth and way
Call me crazy but I think we're needing a change

much pain step by step 
But here we are now
Talking...
Talking to believe weʼre kind of happy
Talking... talking... talking...
Talking, giving

news
From the city that Never sleeps
All you gotta do Is believe
Where most dream Is to get a key
Some give up And always leave
Surroundings will make

On the edge
Of what I could be
Oh I believe
In what I'll give, in what I want
My thoughs
Are eating me alive
I can take the fight
I know but sometimes
Sometimes

this event
While its children mock itor worse, ignore it
Gradually, the hecklers weary of their sport 
And return to the city
Only a few remain now

Mary