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tickets
Missed them gunshots, but got struck by a whole car
Healed from a fractured hip and was left with a whole scar
Got left with like two dents, lookin'

a poet
I'm just kidding, that shit's lame as fuck
You're chasing the bag, I'm making that bag every fuckin' day
By eating ass and giving head, I think I

Rap Like Me

Too Short

Short Dog's in the House [Clean]

1990

the junk
Put a sticker on the cover: "x-rated funk"
It?s just me, you say I won?t go far
But I won?t stop rapping cause I rap so hard
>from here to new

of the menace; maul them as I finish
Getting applause from all in attendance like
(Yeah, boy, get them) you wish you spit this hot, punk
(Yeah, boy, get them) too

aim at temples
Headhunter boy i'm coming till i'm on top
Got my chains in her face cause i'm on top
For the streets ima hit her till the call drop
Bad

at the men
They hit the floor before you'd count to ten
And I've got the target by the throat
Time to interrogate him on my boat

He speaks to me Listen boy

Young boy had to earn my stripes
Came up and I burnt my tech fleece
Lad I came up broke
So I couldnt let no female stress me
Nowadays they let me

Bob Dylan's 115th Dream [Previously Unreleased Track]

Taj Mahal, The Phamtom Blues Band

Chimes of Freedom: The Songs of Bob Dylan

2012

Said, "Boys, forget the whale
Look on over yonder
Cut the engines
Change the sail
Haul on the bowline"
We sang that melody
Like all tough sailors do

Squad had the party jumping last night
Champagne with gang this fast life
Running up the plays check the stat lines
Boy we really balling like

trigger, I don't hold hands (Ha)
Speak on a nigga and it's mayhem
My bitch black and Asian (Pop, pop)
And she from the Bay, leave yo'
Ass in a dead end,

the skrilla
BHP, FV, I'm just sayin nobody's realer
(Nobody) Fuck you and your feelings, boy
(They know) Fuck you and your feelings, boy
(They know) Fuck you

members from the projects to the compound (walls)
If you holdin' up your wrist, make sure it's bust-down
Dog shit, see we all lit, Cartier Buffs

Ex D-Boy used to sell that girl
Now, they know my name all across the world
They say Earl, EARL! They say Earl, EARL!

I'm from Vallejo, California

nigga, about getting them chips, you know that Frito-Lay
Short with my money, you dummy can't take this from me
Security in the strip club, nigga, they try

Hear me and rejoice
Jay, you so stupid
You have had the privilege of being saved by the Great Titan
(They never thought I'd be bringing it back)
They

hands over our mouth, I'll say it
From the south, where they bring em out, then spray it
I'm in the cut sadist, say my flows to basic 
But they bay say

forgot imma bay-bay child, with intelligence that's how I peep your finessing style
She know my temper wild, but the patience I'm practicing keep me from

Men of the West [Bonus Track]

The Clancy Brothers

Irish Revolutionary Songs

1999

men from near and afar;
And history can tell how we routed
The redcoats through old Castlebar.
Cho:
And pledge me the stout sons of France, boys,
Bold

Straight up
Had that boy missing
Before he done fuck up the mission
Uhh
Please don't fuck up the vision
We on a tunnel vision
Heard he was flauntin' his

I push the whip like it's stolen
And I don't need no new friends cuz I be good by my lonely
She was just talking to me saying how she was just falling

shit with no hooks like I’m peezy
They gotta wait to see me on the TV to believe me
I'm like boy you should’ve known by now...like I’m Eazy

I’m throwed

and flipped it
Then hop on a jet and gone smoke on the bay
All of this cash in abundance I'm getting I'm feeling myself baby what can I say
If you want to learn

High
F-A-T-B-O-Y (Y)
G-A-S, I stay high (gas)
Used to sell dope by the bay high (bay high)
Heard they say I'm broke, why'd they lie? Yeah (lie)

Free in the Harbour

Stan Rogers

Northwest Passage

Well, it's blackfish at play in Hermitage Bay
From pushthrough across to Bois Island.
They Broach and they spout and they lift their flukes out