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I cant pay my rent then im shooting stars
Music bars but my hearts all I listen to
Im blinded by lights but the dark is a mission too
I cant hide lies

"Go to school, listen in and be good
And don't you worry what the bullies may do
One day you'll end up being their boss
For you, that's how the story

(Spoken)|This here next song is the story, about the fella that was hitchhikin'|away down in Southern Nevada, along came this big long truck|loaded

I Got the Knack

Everlast

Forever Everlasting

1990

(You got it)
(You) (you) (you) (you got it)
(You got it)

(You got it)
(You) (you) (you got it)
(You got it)

Get up everybody and listen to this

And I'm used to people gawking and a-staring at me
But I wasn't always so gol-darned wee
Let me tell you my story,
You can listen for free.

For seven long

name

come from England and dem come from Spain
travel by car and a travel by plane
travel by bus and a travel by train
dem come from everywhere, just fe

Cenoir Studies 02

Canibus

Mic Club: The Curriculum

2002

bloody, mean, and ugly
My andrenaline rushes when the enemy rush me
Tryin to bust me 'cause I swore I'd defend my country
If I could choose between being

Oh, listen to me while I tell you my ditty 
Concerning a young man in grave want and need
Whilst attending a course in his home northern city 
He

You see cause these are my last words
I've embedded my heart into this song
So I hope every bar's heard
Before I go I hope to get
To speak to Nas

It's that time of year again
Y'all gon' be like, "Why this nigga startin' off like that?"
Disrespectful
Rap Up 2019

(Great John on the beat, by

The Song of the Seven Inch Cowboy

Pain

Wonderful Beef

1997

And I'm used to people gawking and a-staring at me
But I wasn't always so gol-darned wee
Let me tell you my story,
You can listen for free.
For seven long

The Moors

Jag Panzer

The Age of Mastery

[lyrics by Harry Conklin]

On the fields of our fathers land
Marsh green pride of ENGLAND
On the moors our fathers rest
Their tales are not forgotten

the country taking time to listen to me
Wow you wouldn’t believe
It felt like a dream when I went to Romans’ Pizza and the money paying for that box of pizza

the lizards and the rabbits
But my mind was far away
Somewhere nestled in the city
Of hill country
Here in Santa Fe
The beetles are the size of stones

you're playing it like you never did
Should try to get employed by what you dig
Ya' see, I just like all different kinds of music
Name a genre, I'm

going our own ways on the road so restless
Songs no one really listens to
Poetry that would have spoken to you
Films no one watches anymore that could've

Uh, I'm feeling free as a bird

Free as a bird

Uh, ridin' down Sunset

I ain't got


Listen up, look at me, for my country, I will bleed

Men

Always knew I was different 
When my heart beats I listen 
When I shine I glow and I glisten 
Still I wasn't paid attention 
But never loss faith in

Listen guys
We need a new song by tomorrow
I just produced this really fire beat
And we're just gonna spit over it
Spit?
What do you mean spit?
Yeah,

thoughts
It’s so good every day’s bread, It’s so good Sunday’s chicken
Oh! Thanks for blues rock we have, Oh! Thanks for country music we listen

    I like

No time to wait I stay up late
Trying to chase down my fate
You won't know just by looking
But I'm the one to get your chain tooken
If I'm knocking

pedigree's unsure
But if your lookin' to heal a heartache she's a coal country mountain of cure
With her true blue love beside me I'm singin this song as we're

I'm stacking my guap
Boy you stuck on the bench while I'm playing
Better listen whenever I talk
Cause I'm giving advice
I know I don't gotta
But I

Pedal down the highway, wave as they pass by
On the other side, listen to the engine of a
Twenty one Honda Ridgeline, muffler missing
Monster drink