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Into The Woods (Prologue) [Original Broadway Cast Recording]

Paul Gemignani

Sondheim: Into the Woods [Original Cast Recording]

1988

arugula and
Ripping up my rampion
My champion! My favorite!
I should have laid a spell on him right there
Could've turned him into stone or a dog

arugula and
Ripping up my rampion
My champion! My favorite!
I should have laid a spell on him right there
Could've turned him into stone or a dog

just loyal to the money, nigga
Get my dogs, they hungry
Get their scent
Go hunting

Bloodline coming
Don't try running
Can't fight one
'Cause they all

I be so damn fly, nigga I ain't got a cape
Got tired of eating fries
I be craving for that steak
Catch me on the I, I be in and out of state
Money

and
Ripping up my rampion
(My champion! My favorite!)-
I should have laid a spell on him
Right there,
Could have changed him into stone
Or a dog or a chair...

I'm hunting in yo city nigga
Yeah you know I'm hunting in yo city nigga

Bitch I feel like Chrollo nigga
Bitch I feel like Chrollo nigga
Yeah you know

My Dogs

Master P

Ghetto Bill (The Best Hustler In The Game, Vol. 1)

2005

dogs, that I mash up and pull capes with
I got dogs that I hustle and get paper with
I got dogs that I know wanna bite me
But I live for the dog that

rampion
My champion, my favorite
I should have laid a spell on him right there
Could've turned him into stone or a dog or a chair
Or a
But I let him

Ghosts of Cape Horn

Gordon Lightfoot

Gord's Gold, Vol. 2

1988

of Cape Horn

Come all you old sea dogs from Devon
Southampton, Penzance, and Kinsale
You were caught by the chance
Of a sailor's last dance
It was

judgement
You're hunting where you belong
Dog eat dog

Guessing hard
Not knowing who holds the card
As you fall with your face
To the wall and your heart

cry and call
Of the crows across the corn
Were seagulls swooping around the bow
Of the ship I dreamed I'd
Sail around Cape Horn

My deck was the dusty

I’m coming straight out of Cape Town
A crazy motherfucker named Youngsta
Vanni south side is nog Wynberg op my kante
I had toys but I always played

my business, mind on my bread
Whole lot of ways that I'm making a living
Feel like a mage, feel like a wizard
I need a Bella Lestrange I'm hunting for

to momma tell me dog am I crazy
Trip to the grave, still pushing up daises
I was praying to the lord I got so tired waiting 
Made my own cape so If I ever

Shakespeare
Ain’t saving no bitch, Ain’t no cape here
Choppa wit a scope like I’m hunting reindeer
Made it out the hood, still made a name here
Smokin’ exotic

tryna fornicate 
We don't masterbate
Im the big dog as of late 
Im the big dog as of late 
He saving them hoes he rocking a cape 
I pray for my foes they

made it
Just pulled off on my dawgs told em stay dangerous
Plug talk bag talk got the spot jankin'
All dogs go to heaven but he ain't make it
Fuck 12

I'm an old salty dog in the water
looking for a fish, a fish, a fish

I'm going hunting in the ocean
I'm going hunting in the sea

I'm going hunting

Payback is a dog
Dog, it's a dog 
Payback is a dog
Dog, it's a dog
Payback is a dog
Dog, it's a dog
Payback is a dog
Dog, it's a dog

Yeah,

There are hunting dogs
A bat eared fox
A jackal with stripes
And hyena spots

Down through the ages
They can do what they can
But only Inja the dog

Just hand me a crowbar I'll show you mechanic
When we hit the road dog these rappers they flap and they panic
I'm flexing with clothes dog, a nigga

the top
The fear of love is gone
Change you
Tell me dog have you ever
Been touched by a angle
Communication is key
Mon I’m healing hearts
8 grinds check

adapt
So any place on the map I've laid my hat
From LA to the dawn to cape town and back
I found my dogs and made my pacts
I made these songs and found my

I`m coming for you and this is your end

Glowing red eyes in a furry little face
Moonlight flashes on the spiky fangs
Dark cape rises up like a pair