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Wilco

Down With Wilco

2003

Are scratched up by your cat
Well I may take him far away
What would you think of that

You'll never win the way you won again
You'll never win

You a ham in a can with that pepper spray shower
Like a pig to the slaughter them Babylon's are cowards
They killing black fathers and they stealing tax

Nighttime Vultures

Mobb Deep

20/10: The Southport Dance Music Weekender

1997

fit raps articulate
You get your whole skeleton cracked somethin ridiculous
Still facinated by my ste
Little P wanna be me, huh you no D

One time

the one since our bond has developed (Woah)
You a fashion geek and my feelings are deep
And there ain’t nothing that they could tell us (Yeah)
Go get in yo

months went by and you turned to
Someone who would verbally beat me up
Faking my smile can't keep it up
I don't even fucking feel safe so that's why I just

I Traded My Saddle for a Rifle

Hank Snow

The Yodelling Ranger (1936-1947)

1994

I traded my saddle for a rifle 
And left to join the troubled shore
I hung my guitar in the attic 
And laid away my forty four
I traded my saddle

shake
You never even gloat and don't they shake
I see many people loving me

I see many people loving you
But I love when niggas jealous me
But you love

snake
They never had my back they was jealous fake smiles and lies in my face
I'm always by myself but when them people come around man I feel outta place

Like why are you mad im all in my zone
I did what you want i left you alone
You all in my face blowing my phone
You talking some smack lets get it

of caught a love struck virus
Time flies by each and every hour
When we're lying by the Eiffel tower
Them girls get a little bit jealous
Never met someone so

that I
Kiss the girl on her libs
Bring her down to Paris
Alcohol we don't need it
Expensive clothes on my back
Millionaires by my side
You are jealous

thing like I'm King Kong
If you jealous that's syndrome
My taxes, are your income
Sent her lions on tiktok, and now she sends me streaks with her bras off

Doornail Dorthy

Dark Lotus

Black Rain

2004

in my attic waiting on my girlfriend

[Chorus]
Baby, I'm dead but I need you
I'm buried right here, and I'll never leave you
(Baby) She's deader then

miss you
Jealous of the moments I didn't get with you
Waitin' on the day I stand next to you
Glowin' in eternal sunsine
Sun blind by your smile
Like even

Well, you say that I treat you like a book on a shelf
I don't take you out that often
'Cause I know that I completed you
And that's why you are here

Oh Bella
Everything will be just fine
Only a little longer 
Until you get to run outside
You hate the space you're stuck in
But I promise soon it's

As the days go by
You wish you could be me
I know that you getting your tongue tied
Wait a minute you don't gotta tell lies
Just take a chance

And a little underappreciated
(Are you drunk)
Are you drunk
Nah baby just a little faded (Just a little faded, faded)
Just rock with me babe
(Uh-huh)
I'm loving

I left some flowers in the attic for you to find
When I die, a dozen roses to remember me by
It's alright, I promise that in time you'll be fine

never met
Will say, "I'll tell you who you are"
"You are the one I've waited for
And when I look into those eyes
That strip me bare of all disguise
Then

what did he say
Okay jealous one's are always gonna envy
Back way down the alley where they want me
Last place fight for my plate where they want me

hitting up my phone like where and when
I can't imagine my life likes before this
You jealous of me huh wanting more of this
Oh my gosh I feel insane
What

the attic on the walls are
Ictures I take in part-payment for my time.
and the waitress reminds you that in the backroom bathed
in red, glowing with the speed

a book we've both read that best remains filed
In a box in the attic where nature steps in
And dries up the pages of paper and sin
Our love's not a product