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rough spot
Your support made up for everything that I'm not
You got me back on course through the rough trots
You're the reason my throat ain't hoarse

ontpop
Niks stop stop stop is geen stopwoord
Ik blok blok blok alle ops nog
Ga door tot mama trots word
We werken door tot ochtend echt
Grappig hoe het

Jah, Jah bless our very souls, yes, yes
There must be a just reward for those
Who work hard for the Almighty
Jah, Jah, trot with those who trot with

Ou ma lord
Everyday adey trot for the road
Anadwo biaa mi PC si mi suo
I wan pull up with all ma bros
Su matswi sika yaa still uptill no misii 3mbaoo

the Boomer
I'm higgedy-hots to trot, I giggedy-gots the motts
Jewels plus dreads, so toots, call me Goldilocks
I ciggedy-catch the scoop from Peter Jennings

Mic Checka [Remix]

Das EFX

Dead Serious

1992

the Boomer
I'm higgedy-hots to trot, I giggedy-gots the motts
Jewels plus dreads, so toots, call me Goldilocks
I ciggedy-catch the scoop from Peter Jennings

Jazz Street

Joe Ely

Dig All Night

1988

where the moon-eyed dream
He was hot to trot and he beat a lot on his drum machine

She had a sweet-scented cool hotel on Jazz Street
Where

Harry's Dilemma

Tindersticks

Mark's Moods [Promo]

1997

couldn't be bothered to roll over and rub his back
E rough floor. he couldn't be bothered to scratch at anything that might be nibbling away at him. he just

flawless
Niggas can't fuck with me
It's up and it's stuck with me
Refusing to leave you
Like David is rough with me
I hit and don't miss
Now you all on my

folks won't admit 'til a nigga lynched
I am a Gorrilla in the Mist, like Ice Cube, but melt ice sheets
Globe trot with a flamethrower, draggin' heat
I'm

part van wonde wat ons met trots dra
"Kallit culture" word gebruik soos n pornstar
Net plesier,niks liefde
Laat ons war start
Plant die smart bombs
Tot

plot against plots
Explains the way I stay dodging cops
Tipping his bottle up
Sipping hand sanitizer, outside the bottle-shop
Rough faces, this stubble

crash and burn
The set in flames from all my sorrow
Chest is hollow
Trot through the mind of a man treated as a yard ghost
Left in the back
Fade away pop

till the whole city know bout the king
Trot to every mountaintop till they can all hear me sing
All praise to my God
Jehovah Jireh, provider, my fire, my

they seen a ghost when he lip it off the page
Flip it like I'm Tony hawking lyrics out the cage
See my state is set the bar
Track runner that flow trot

on a whole 'nother level
Got no clones and I'm known as a rebel, yo
Rock and roll like a pebble
Let the Fox trot, you can hear it in the treble
Bass knock

Many Trails

Bill Miller

The Red Road

1993

mouth. The boy paused,
looked around, he knew the night was passing fast so
he agreed to follow coyote. But coyote's trail was
rough and rocky.

Excusez-moi, baby paw
I'm hittin' harder than your left jaw can withstand so withdraw
I likes it rough, rugged and raw (and what?)
A microphone fiend, super

the rapper you meet at the yacht
Didn’t beg no one to give me a shot
Bet that I work stayin' low like a squat
Say you got hustle
Look more like a trot
You got

The Rocks,
Im Gunna Cock The Glock, And There Gunna Pop The Shot,
But Us All Were Gunna Do Is Gunna Rock The Spot,
He Have To Trot,Its Not Are Fault We Top

till you count all the pay load
Get high
Fall slow
Get my sax on like Im anglo
Bang mo
Slang dope
Three steps ahead like the tango
Fox trot
Tip toe