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Talk Talk Talk (The Psychedelic Furs) · The Psychedelic Furs/Talk Talk Talk/Forever Now/Mirror Moves/Midnight to Midnight (The Psychedelic Furs) · Talk Talk Talk [Expanded] (The Psychedelic Furs) · Talk Talk Talk (The Psychedelic Furs) · Why Dont You Try Me(Best Of) (Ry Cooder) · A Chain Dont Take to Me (Bob Luman) · I Dont Believe in Miracles (Colin Blunstone) · Baby Dont Get Hooked on Me (Ace Cannon) · Look But Dont Touch [#1] (Skin) · If the Flames Dont Kill Us (A Jealousy Issue) – and 90 other albums »


envyist of the Lynch Hung
everytime I talk to em foos say he just bought a new gun
and I can feel em from a mile away
fronting like he all that shit but
the neighborhood bully.

Well, the chances are against it, and the odds are slim
That he'll live by the rules that the world makes for him
'Cause there's a noose
by society
And I know you don't care about me

Amadou Diallo, they killed him for nuttin'
No crime he did not do!
And just like him there were others
Don't talk about me baby
Don't talk behind my back
Don't talk about me baby
Don't talk about me like that

The ladies act
It attracts
his fist in a clinch
To hang and to lynch
To hide 'neath the hood
To kill with no pain
Like a dog on a chain
He ain't got no name
But it ain't him
and to lynch
To hide 'neath the hood
To kill with no pain
Like a dog on a chain
He ain't got no name
But it ain't him to blame
He's only a pawn in their game
full of pop stars

And I've been thinking lots about your mouth
A conversation superseded by the way he talks
I'd be an anchor but I'm scared you'd
to paint the frogs
Now I paint moustaches on dangerous dogs
He said, Sometimes it's a country; sometimes it's a girl
You know, everybody got to have
somewhere
Cut up the bodies nigga, I'm leave one there and one there
It was sum like a nightmare, kiss her and slit nigga,
I don't fight fair or might
Alright, alright this is how it went

I saw her in the woods by herself I had a knife
Perfect opportunity to take another life
Unfortunately I'm fucking
if master listenin', cover your ears, he 'bout to mention

Complexion (two-step)
Complexion don't mean a thing (it's a Zulu love)
Complexion
ruby charm by your silver locket.

Kicked in the ass and thinking
Just to never do correction,
And when it comes to the gadgets, baby,
I hope i made
to the dome, eternally it's on
Yeah,

Straight Mo Thug nigga return from the Claire
Test this hustler better not dare
We talkin' about distributing llelo
with, mad bitches we don't fuck with
I don't fuck with them chickens unless they last name is cutlet
Let it soak in, like seasonin'
And tell 'em, tell 'em
see you jingle it baby
You got a big ass bell?
Let me see you jingle it baby

Wanna talk about cars? Let's talk about it
Wanna talk about houses? Let's
She says they don't talk enough
He feels like she talks too much
She sites her years of patience
In all their conversations
He sits down turns TV up
see you jingle it baby
You got a big ass bell?
Let me see you jingle it baby

Wanna talk about cars? Let's talk about it
Wanna talk about houses? Let's
Fry your guts like sizziline
Have your homie reminiscing' about your gangsta lean
Nigga, it ain't no fuckin' with my clique
You can dial 911, but it
everybody always pickin' on me 
I tried to talk and tell tham chill I did nothing to deserve 
This But when it didn't work I wasn't scared just real
to lames don't buy they game
If he ain't scored in the first half bench his ass
If you play wit' my money I'm a lynch ya ass
I'll John Lynch ya shit don't
to lames don't buy they game
If he ain't scored in the first half bench his ass
If you play wit' my money I'm a lynch ya ass
I'll John Lynch ya shit don't
Jr. wave high to planes
Say bye to lames don't buy they game
If he ain't scored in the first half bench his a**
If you play wit' my money I'm a lynch
heard of Tech
He's like the best 
He built his nest
In the Midwest
The boy can flow
And he be busting like
Boom boom
It's like I'm stuck
I feel
know the world
Will overcome its' pain
The simple fact
I dream about it
Already makes it
Happen in the rain


It's right in front
But you don't face it
than gravity
We Die Hard like the battery done in the back of me by the mad MC
Who think imitation is the highest form of flattery, actually
Don't be mad

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