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Talking Birmingham Jam

Phil Ochs

Newport Folk Festival

1964

prejudiced!

Well, I said, "There must be some man around,
There can't be only you dogs in town."
They said, "Sure, we have Old Bull Connor,
There he goes,

Chris Bliffin

Ayy, it's Chris6ix in the building Man, I'm makin' racks, motherfucker, to the
Ceiling Motherfucker, to the ceiling
I make racks, I'm

is sad
We saw that video of him in court, he a yes man
"Is YSL a gang?" That nigga said, "Yes ma'am"
Yes ma'am I know about crimes that they

said I'm laid up man
Back
Woods in the air waving man like later to an infinite player man
Thinking I'm in trouble, then again that's prolly paranoia
I

Whenever n*ggas owe me all I wanna do is spin
In LA feel like I’m Kobe need my choppa when I land
Different runtz all in my my Rover
I swang berry

a fuck
Everybody knows Alvin is a punk
He's was like Chris Brown featuring Chipmunk

If you, you
You, you
Wanna come against I, I
I, I
These

what it is
Scared for your own kids
How these ghetto niggas taken over showbiz

They gives us guns and drugs
Then wonder why in the fuck we thugs
(You

niggas in Heaven I'm 'bout to send 'em away
I'm exhausted I kill this nigga two times
24 hours man this shit been a repetitive day
Nigga tell me is it

the neighborhood is suddenly torn in half.
What once seemed to be a picture of the "perfect man,"
is now made to be a monster,
leaving the neighborhood with

be naughty and a bitch suck a dick
Take a piss man am tired of your shit
And all I gotta say is this bitch
Yeah babe you running through my mind
And i

guess I
Have some trouble thinking out all the bullshit when I'm
I'm outside Vic Hall (outside Vic!), just smoking these joints
I'm feeling like Chris

Daddy left when I was eleven
And I told my self never give up
Man I get it by God grace
Trouble trouble everyday
And you people can't change
Kill a nigga,

i'm like a dead end
You can't get nothing by me (Stop it)
I'm Nino Man, I keep shooters behind me
They knew how I was comin'
Already when 'Kiss signed

A God - Chris Tsuanna / Mr J

Composed by :  Chris Tsuanna / Mr J

Lyrics by:Chris Tsuanna / Mr J

Produced by :Master Genius


Verse 
Y’all thinking

This fucking ballad is a battle to the average rapper
Even on sabbatical I tower over half these assholes
And I ain't cooking crack or looking back

seater pram
Tell her boy get lost like Peter Pan

When I rock up in a mask I feel like Jim Carrey
Make a man flee my face is that scary
Tell a ManU know

to a queen
Right by my side is my queen
Shout out my nigga Kari we a 2 man team
Came from Hubert hall
When what we doing was just a dream
No need to pinch me

running away 
Daddy was preacher was a real bad man
Had a belt by by his side, holy book in his hand 
Momma got a black eye from loving him right
Just pray

Linger Ficken' Good

Revolting Cocks

Linger Ficken' Good...

1993

though
Yeah, I know Chris too
You might know him by Scorpio
Fuck scorpio
Pinky I like pinky
Sounds like a little bitch name
Pinky ha ha ha ha
Pink

and  dad but can't hear you
Coz you just whisper
Hold you hostage
Make you dance
Till you feel like Chris Brown

You know I'm a freak
Step by step I take I

It's just
Different when I spit it man
I'm Young Santiago
From Houston, Texas
Boys never quit
From the South
Heaven sent
Like a fire pit nigga
Fire

Fact is you judge a book by the cover
Don’t know the half
Just know I’m bad
And that’s word to your mother
To photograph

Chorus :
Said I ain’t on your

trouble in the black
Call up the woman in black
And let's have fun with it man
And we can have fun 'til they're mad
Just mickey me happy, lucky man
But

Trouble Man

Grover Washington, Jr.

Soul Box

1973

I come up hard baby, but now I'm cool
I didn't make it sugar, playin' by the rules
I come up hard baby, but now I'm fine
I'm checkin' trouble