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Can I trouble you for five bucks?
Or a cigarette or two
You look like you're decent
And charitable too

Maybe I'll buy liquor
Maybe I'll buy bread

bag?
In your car, and we popped the steering wheel
And left it up by six flags (hit man)
My whole family full of ?hetland? hustlas
Now tell your

the way I come in with my crew they hate the way I ain't lose 
they hate a nigga be true they hate a nigga be buying his shit by the 2s
buying his shit by

honing my skills yet
No-one can match my workrate
Prolly make 4 more tunes by next Thursday
Mashing the keys since early
Stayed out of trouble
Didn't wade

and falsty knives
That blow you clear out of sight
You're wit' all your might
Your conscious is stayin' by 
You all in that sacrifice
I'm going off

have fun again, dirty
Err'body leave ya guns in the cars
And err'body run right to the bar
Get ya something staright or the bubbly
We ain't Bubba but

INTRO
Earthlings and aliens,
Greetings and saluations.
I’m your Mastress of Ceremonies, Alexandria Boddie.
And I’m your Troubadour of Trouble, Kelvin

Slip Kid

Anvil

Songs of Anarchy: Music from Sons of Anarchy Seasons 1-4 [Original TV Soundtrack]

2011

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight 

I've got my clipboard, text books
Lead me to the station
Yeah, I'm off to the civil war
I've

do, things i do
Nicca worry bout you
Nicca i just bagged ya bitch
And i count it by 2, uh
Cuzz her friend came to
In a 2 seater dont got no room
I get

More or Less

Shyne

Godfather Buried Alive

2004

the motherfucking door

[Chorus: x 2]
May the angels walk with me (more or less)
Big things big rings nigga (more or less)
Fucking big stars and big cars (more

Live in the City of Gloucester
From you have Intellect or you just sub par
You could ah travel by train
Or in ah one car
One ting me want you fi know yah

bitch house all on the WiFi
Life good and I rap just to get by
Cause it's bad everyday on my side
Some days I hate living like this
One, two, move
Gotta

The sound of rusted train cars passing by the farm window
Midnight rustle of the whispering leaves they tense and roll
Silent nights and firelight I ponder

And a nigga was buckwild, I'm ducking and dodging
Trying to stick 'em with my little blade, Rae in some trouble
I got to the glove box, I threw two shots, he

Trouble

Roach Motel Presents 2 Stupid Dogs

Movin' On EP

2016

called eagle
And everybody's ill yea illegal
People steal cars we steal people
We eat like dogs but we're still people
And even when your lost trouble

park
Look I own the car, I still need a key to start
Blessing coming two by two I think I need an ark
Dyllie don't you even start
The way he rock n roll

flashback from the crack of the spine
First time he took a tab was Woodstock 69
Sittin' on top of the car feeling sublime
Walking through the crowd

Twenty-two years ago to keep it on track (uh-huh)
The birth of a child on the eighth of October (it's like that)
A toast but my granddaddy came sober (crazy

No Pigeons

Sporty Thievz

Pure... Hip-Hop

2011

shit 
Instead of TLC, you give us brotha's B.I.G. trouble 
We're just Sporty Thievz, huddle game with the illest rebuttal 

Repeat 1 

Repeat 2

mutilate the protagonist
You ain't safe at any place 
Don't matter who's domain it is

Verse 2:

Jump out and scare a large couple Having car trouble
I got

I don’t fuck with none of y’all pussy niggaz off the flap 

I’m ride around



 (verse 2)


Hyt da car wash 
And i jump out like a pimp

Armor all my

walk by, they’re gonna look. 
Two-for-one Sex-on-the-Beach, Skinny Bitch tall. 
Me and my girls, we're drinkin’ ‘em all.
Every night is ladies night when

at home 
The car ran out of fuel again so you ditched it by the road
Cash Machine ate up your card cos you messed up on the code

PRE-CHORUS
You gotta take

well do that again
Cause we done did it all
Dashboard flickering, no not right here
I don't wanna get lost, stuck at the dang pier
All of my troubles