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Dead beats, lurking now, dead beats, lurking now
Dead beats, lurking now, dead beats, lock it down

Dead beats, lurking now, dead beats, lurking

When you're down and out
On a street corner
Trying to make dead ends meet
In this crazed-out world
Somebody will hold ya
Amongst the dead-beat debris

What went wrong
Inside my head
It must be the effect
Of dead head beat

What went wrong
Inside my head
It must be the effect
Of dead head

She's a dead beat mom, a one woman pogrom
A tri-polar paradigm, a lunatika time bomb
When everything is alright, she makes everything wrong
Living

ain't a man
And I'm a
Dead beat
Can't get with the tempo
Cause I can spend time
More - than I can spend dough
A dead beat
All my lovin' means nuth'n
Since

Shoes for Running

Big Boi

Vicious Lies & Dangerous Rumours

2012

Shoes for running, and I'll race ya
Sun is coming, it'll chase ya
Through this dead beat town
Through this dead beat town
The end is coming, I

Shoes For Running

Big Boi

Vicious Lies & Dangerous Rumours [LP]

2012

Shoes for running, and I'll race ya
Sun is coming, it'll chase ya
Through this dead beat town
Through this dead beat town
The end is coming, I

right
Turn up the St t t t Stereotype for the L L Low Life

In the church of the streets
Dead end dead beats
In the church of the streets
Dead end dead

I care anymore
I don't care
I don't think I care anymore

A dead beat stroke
Dead beat stroke
A dead beat stroke
A dead beat stroke
I'm just a

Oh I

All these producers send me tracks now it's a dead beat
You saw that boy well tell him I said he's a dead beat
I taught myself to be a man now you see

I spit on the beat, now it's dead
She ride on my meat, now it's dead
Her knees touch my feet
That be head
I spit on the beat, now it's dead
I spit

to last
I’d share a wish with you


You’re a dead beat, play a different drum
It’s the same old story, tell another one

You’re a dead beat, play

boujee but good to me
Another line Another dead beat
Pops not father he a dead beat
Leave him to me he get beat dead
Nigga looking alive but he dead b
I

YEAAH!

Bloodshed, Bloodshed
All I see is Bloodshed
These pussy niggas want me dead
Beat The shit Out His Friend
Bloodshed, Bloodshed
All I see is

Killing this shit it’s a dead beat
Tough skin ever since my daddy left me
He ain’t never look at his son directly
I heard they saying this the flow that

deep, eyes like floods
Can't compare to these dead beat sluts
Like money don't matter take a trip on a bus
To see your face your my angel dust
Again

down I don't wanna live
With an ordinary, ordinary sky

One last flash of brilliance
One more blinding light
The last dead beat descendants
We're going

I beat it like a dead horse
I beat it like a drum
Oh, I stayed with you too long
Skipping like a record
I sang along
To a silly little song
I

From a Dead Beat to an Old Greaser

Jethro Tull

A Little Light Music

1992

From a dead beat to an old greaser, here's thinking of you
You won't remember the long nights;
Coffee bars; black tights and white thighs
In shop

to try
Pretty cool I'm still alive

I beat it like a dead horse
I beat it like a drum
Oh, I stayed with you too long
Skipping like a record
I sang

jump, jump)
No, don't throw my gun, get out the car, run Forest, run, run (run, run, run)
Oh, these niggas my sons, dead beat to 'em, I ain't got no

Dead Beat Descendant

The Fall

Seminal Live

1989

be repellent
Dance deadbeat descendant

Dead beat descendant (descendant) shout!

Come back here
Come back here 

Turn left side and shout

Sit in the trap I smoke a pack like a dead beat dad
I smoked some wax and rolled up some thrax and I found me a map then I had ran up a bag
Hit

Do you think about me?

I hop out don't tempt me
I'm big pops no dead beat
SZc I need ten, please 
I eat that like ten piece
Collect stones don't let