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Down Goes Another Nigga

BG. Knocc Out

Real Brothas

1995

my bitch, Jesse Mayer
The Compton thug
Gettin' love by many
But I'm hated by masses
So fuck they asses
Niggas say they men
And they large, but

That they tried to bait him in
If your not Eli the Prophet or the Christ Why you baptizing then
John hit em back without retreating
I baptize with water

Love Me Good

Gathering Field

Lost in America

1996

So what's the big idea 
Of you crawling back to me? 

Chorus 

Well I don't know why it makes me cry 
When I think back on the things we done

bit by bit
And nigga don't mess with me, you say they your squad
But they calling me a Gee (A Gee)
And nigga they call you a sheep
That's sad, but I'll

Something you can't buy, something you can't sell, something you can't steal, you've got to earn it
Respect, it's what pumps the ice water through

but you heard it here first
Allow this word to be my testimony, target from birth

Individual living in divisible land
A lot of shady deals made by

Johns prideHalted by some outlawsSoon there after joined forcesIn the meantime John plansBecomes Sheriff himselfMaking Gamelyn wantedBut now he´s

done,Alas it was to none but meAnd all I've done for want of witTo memory now I can't recallSo fill to me the parting glassGood night and joy be with you all

Look I just wanna feel alright
Chill out with the guys
Party all through the night
You know that normal life
Take me back to the time
Look I just

Start by puttin the tracks in unity gain
Next I'll raise the kick
The snares, the toms, and the overheads
Sprinkle a little EQ on
Compress till my

will they say now you're home?  

Oh out to sea my friends, oh out to sea 
Take me back into the blue, it's where I'll always be  

Oh no, Captain John

like Jonathan
Mayers.
Now look how I'm doing a major.
You're doing yourself a favor, in You following your own Footsteps.
Go and get your own back

But I hate this uncertainty
Oh John why can't you see
You're worth the fight
Oh John why can't you see
You're worth the

Five months now
I'm still

a tommy gun make yo chest look like a camel back
Armani jeans saggin over Jordans Florida fitted cap
LJ DA JOKER that's my name you should remember that
26s

symphonic acoustic
My Wikipedia just said it, I'm multimedia
When you are O2 arena
You made it then it's crazy
And now you got rock stadiums
I played

Read the comics
Laugh and frolic

Reaganomics
Electronics
Shoot like John Wick
Can you top it
So neurotic
But exotic
In the tropics
Flip flop on it
Nice

Sleep Song

Graham Nash

Songs for Beginners

1971

By Graham Nash

When you were asleep
I was kissing your forehead
You gave a frown
So I kissed you again
You started waking
And put your arms round my

Snake, Big John, and Me 
 By  Denny Leroux and Skip Cherubino   



Comin' out the bayou, all alone 
So tired my back's broke, got no strength

Middle Road

Gathering Field

Lost in America

1996

acoustic guitar 
DAVE BROWN: electric guitar 
ERIC RIEBLING: bass 
RAY DEFADE: drums 
JOHN BURGH: hammond b3, piano

"Epidodes II" like "Attack Of The Clones"
Work 'til we break our back and you hear the crack of the bone
To get by just to get by
Just to get by, just

Get By

Talib Kweli

Quality [Clean]

2002

"Epidodes II" like "Attack Of The Clones"
Work 'til we break our back and you hear the crack of the bone
To get by just to get by
Just to get by, just

sound
By working out of doors
Long John: True friendship and adventure are what we can't live without
All: And when you're a professional pirate
Bad

a slip
It's a sneak peak showing me you ain't it
Nah I been heard shit
I know how to talk too bitch
What you said back there wasn't a slip
You ain't a Crip

at Diddy in a Sean John sweatsuit
I felt ambushed by New York niggas

Live by the code, die by the code (it's still west side though)
Never been a hoe,