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sixty bags and ten bricks in my armpit
Lucky that I put the hammer down, I would've started clartin'
Bro speedin' and weavin' through the traffic
I can

Just Like Home

Tim Easton

Special 20

1998

was just like home

Head on out California way
Stop and take a few jobs to go
I like to quit right after first payday 
Before my footsteps get too

Tradewinds

Super Furry Animals

Juxtaposed with U

2001

down, tradewinds blow me down

Aimed for the Milky Way, then got stuck in a traffic delay
Gridlock around the clock, no-one really gives a
Forced out

I'm dream chasing on a speedway
On a weekday it's a relay if you can relate
Escape to the seascapes by the east bay
Keep my feet laced keep paced

calling in sharks
Like go get the bag ah
Calling in fast to get the advance
I hit the dust its traffic
Getting the chicks Im raising the Flags
Im calling it

worried bout what haters say
I inspire more selfies on your social page for yourself
It's better then feeling some type of way
Flow so great my fengshui is

forty-eight
They knew almost every single customer by name
Everyone bought everything from Joe and Betty Jane

Time marches on and that little store is gone
But

possesions, nigga there is no charge
Full assault, flow battery, war, savagery
Born for the iron throne, microphone majesty
Stuck in my own way, grounded by

to get with
She's trying to tempt me under under there

I saw Alfred Hitchcock in
A jumpsuit made by Bowie then
Directing traffic with a book of love

Statik
(Once again)
Nina Sky
(Statik Selektah)

No more powder, just the plastic from the bricks
And we burn every one, they won't connect us

silence swallows all our hows and whys
Verbs neglect intentions, nouns forget distinctions
Adjectives transposed by emotional inflections
I meant what I

ladens in the name of peace
'Cause if you want to strip away people's liberty
You need all the people scared of an enemy
And one so insidious, could strike

Woken up at the crack of dawn by a garbage truck and a barking dog
Slipped and fell on a baby doll, what a way to start my day
Went to the kitchen,

Known faces wherever I go
Every Corner I turn at every single show
Red lights are blocking my way
Traffic is getting thicker by the day

Where is my

every backyard

I could walk all my life through this city of trees
One for all nine million passers-by
Defence against carbon, rain and straight lines

crews skill is far from average
Came a long way from three on a mattress
Blowing kush while I'm cutting through traffic

Keep a blade close like 21 Savage

Consciousness slaps Phyllis like cold water
Wresting her from the dream she has every night
The one about being late for school
Sometimes Phyllis

just the way they're wired
All or nothing

I wouldn't make it to next Tuesday
I wouldn't want to without my baby

Out to the country
Crows in

Intro:
Ey(I love you Chilu)
Peer pressure makes you do crazy things.
But we moving on Gods pace. 
Ayayayaya, Kcul the Rapper 

Verse 1
Peer pressure,

Country's Gone

Roy Drusky

Portrait of Roy Drusky

1969

There's no more common people with no more fields to sow
City ways have swallowed country days and if I'd reep seeds won't grow
The bubbling brook

Da Whip

Andre Nickatina

Bullet Symphony: Horns and Halos #3

'cause you way bad
The only thing I really give you is all your water and gas
You roll around the block
I let your voice knock
And other girls get jelous

dear friend?
Do ya wanna play the game?
By the way, what's your name?»

The cabin windows are muddy and sweazy.
The leather seat is crumpled and greasy.

'll
Cross traffic Westlake Eastlos to Chinatown now
It's DTLA
It's DTLA
It's DTLA
Its downtown Los Angeles that's where I stay
Everyday
Everyday
Everyday
In

the death from the fields

Hell is out of fashion, one for each individual
The gaps between the bars are the sutures in your skull 
It's a one way ticket