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Bad Attitude Shuffle

Cinderella

Still Climbing

1994

When I get up in the morning
Got a world of trouble on my mind
And nothin' seems too easy
When your clock's tickin' quarter to five
Make my way

That's That

Michael Johnson

Then & Now

1997

of town
Where I took a pocket knife and carved out our names
In the morning I am gonna cut that tree down
Gonna build a fire and watch us go up in flames

cares about the fight of life
Sun,sea and beer cuts the knife
Heat so intense, feels skin deep
Freedom found in the moments we keep

Shadows fade, suns

story ever
Told rewrites existence
And every single morning I am
Choked in spite of expense
My life requires indent
Not a caregiver's surveillance
There's

So much time is going by
And I’m tired of acting like I don’t mind
Seasons, quarters, mornings, and numbers
Dissolving into some kinda

to
Tell you how it feels
And what d'you think of me
So I hide out in the reeds

Sat here in this riverboat
Counting out the quarter notes
Sitting picturing

what I really want
She feed him double lies
When she arriving home in the morning
She wanna come around and ride it
Cause she know where I'm going
I got

seein da stars , in DAT wraith 




Got some youngins DAT I'll pop u for a quarter

Lil bro fightin life he got a daughter

Man dis shit sad 

Niggas

a hole that is tormenting me

Every night when I'm awake and deep in sorrow
And my hand’s reaching the knife and I feel hollow

The only thing that helps

It's all fine, it's all fine
Barely getting by barely getting by
Said that I don't get it, guess that he does
I used to stay up all night just to see

of us
Wake up in the morning

Pocket got no mula
Body on sore
Like I fought a barracuda
Feel real sick

Like I'm bout to go and spew up
Bitch get out

take it to the max
Youngins and they running with some ractches
Duff a bag and they spinning by some action
Mask down can't get caught up in action

with America's #1 DJ, Funkmaster Flex
In collaboration with America's, pardon me, #1 independent rap label, Dipset
And right now I'm accompanied by

Mack The Knife

Louis Armstrong

I Like Jazz: The Essence of Louis Armstrong

1991

the Knife?

From a tugboat, by the river
A cement bag's drooppin' down
Yes, the cement's just for the weight, dear
Bet you Macky's back in town
Lookie

heavy to carry it alone!
It wasn't sweet as Cheery Colo-gne (Damn)
When I wake up in morning (Good morning!)
My jaws were tore!
I have too many days.

fuck with Doc, I'm in forces
Spin revolver I off 'em
Come through your wake, flip your golf in
Hollow tips I just toss 'em good morning
Today is a good

Left to right front to back
How them quarters stack
Catch me if you can
Blowing quarter sacks
So much weed in my system
I done failed the test twice

different views
Guess I'll just leave like I always do
Yeah I guess
I'm chillin' in the basement all alone
Projector screen, Shining
Danny, where's the rum

Bureaucratic choices are made
It seems ignorance is their defense
Protracted by them at our expense
Life is a knife and it cuts both ways
Deep down I wonder if

One Broken Heart

Rick Springfield

Wait for Night

1976

Or by the time you're twenty-one
you'll be lying in a stranger's bed
Dying from a broken heart

One broken heart, I know it cuts like a knife
But one

Out There

Project Pat

Ghetty Green

1999

on the grind
Doin' time help a nigga out to clear up my head
Use to have a shank and a knife that was by my bed

It was said I would end up dead working in

Da Dopeman

T.I.P.

T.I. vs T.I.P.

2007

2:30 in the motherfuckin' morning what the fuck are you doin' out here?
Out here trappin' tryin to get rid of this bong purp man
Man, you can come with

I changed the energy
Locked down, 52 card over push-ups
Now I take flights every morning
When I look up could tell by the pendant
I’m still

took a pocket-knife
And carved out our names
In the morning I am gonna
Cut that tree down
Gonna build a fire and
Watch us go up in flames, ‘cause

That’s