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Empty Causes

Bad Religion

The Gray Race

1996

A bluster for the soul, a fix for their mind
Empty causes
Cling to everything you find

Well, the shots rang out like popcorn
And the Chief was hit and rushed

Here's Chief Shitting Bull sitting on a hillside
Infiltrate the inside, wipe them all out
There goes Shitting Bull, he'll take all around
Shoot

of my diamonds they wet
Aquifina drip straight of my neck
I’m Lil Tay yea nigga I flex
Got the Nina like check mate
Pull out the tip then I masturbate

Oh, paradise
Sleeping with girls

Smell of smoky hair
Man we were out all night
Smoking hashish cigarettes
With the police chief's wife
I check her

And a heart for the streets
So it's the muscle we could mate 'er
Told harder the beat
We were dead as a corpse
Heading to the scorts
Cause he heading

baby I'm yo soul mate 
I can keep you cozy 'cause you know that you're my shorty 
Seem like you're the only real one who really know me 
So this song

Fist of pact
The sinister cannot be seen there
Great minds have fallen victim to its' fate
My right wing mate
Chief among the fires of your hate
No

Bodyshape be tight
The asses be high black eye liner
While im sniffin’
Your mate’s body spray
Sittin in his face
Meaning no ofense
Im tryna still his

a cell mate?
But I do know I'm never goin' straight
Ganstarism

Yeah, really tho'
3-2 in the motherfuckin' house still
Down with the motherfuckin' GP

Demonstrate

UB40

Baggariddim

1985

Essulate 
To be a boss MC I'm a chief candidate 

True me fascinate nor irritate and me originate 
Round de classic Micro-centre dat is where me locate

Straight Gangstaism

Geto Boys

Till Death Do Us Part

1993

a cell mate?
But I do know I'm never goin' straight
Ganstarism

Yeah, really tho'
3-2 in the motherfuckin' house still
Down with the motherfuckin' GP

Girl Crazy Crazy Love

Tech N9ne

Misery Loves Kompany

2007

to make her go crazy
'Cause I'm all about crazy love

I was born Aaron Dontez Yates
Now this song's for Aaron Dontez' mates
If you ever been with me

comes a bold pirate to rob us I know

Oh no cried our chief mate that shall not be so

We will shake out our reef me boys and away from him we'll go


It

Can You Feel It

Uncle Sam

Uncle Sam

1997

you won't forget

[Chorus]

[Popa Chief]
Popa Chief threw the stone in the Creek
Can I tempt your tummy
With the taste of nuts 'n honey
Can I be

gon' shine today

I remember them cold nights
Ninth grade, Chief Keef first dropped "Don't Like"
Why the time had to go by?
Eatin' free lunch

Back in '63
I was a missionary
Across the seas
To spread thy purity
I met the chief elder
We got along like brothers
Golden days and nights

I've been cursed since the day I was born quite literally 
My momma offended a high-chief voodoo priest 
Well I don't know how and I don't know why

office, my running mate will take my place
You will remember my face

State of the union I do declare
Defend the Constitution I solemnly swear
Dishing out

for New York City boys it was our chief design
We being all Irish emigrants the truth to you I'll tell
Who in distress our homes had left and to Ireland

enough chiefs
Everybody holding onto
To what they believe 

Glory Glory 
Blood and Fire 
Glory Glory 
Blood and Fire
Blood and Fire

Man's on an island

Raise Up

Geto Boys

Till Death Do Us Part

1993

when you want to step mate
I'm a bust you dead in your ass with this twelve gauge
I ain't your ordinary villain

Some niggaz was born dying I was

I'm overthinking
I call my mate, but he's out drinking
And I'm just kicking back watching days go by
And showing up to school in a suit and tie
Today I

I ask yer... brahn boots! 
Fancy coming to a funeral, 
In brahn boots! 

And we could 'ear the neighbours all remark 
""What, 'im chief mourner? Wot

my veins
Chief chief puff puff I used to get high all day
I'm from the Bay man where they play no games
But Atlanta took me and gave me somewhere