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up on tracks like a trolly, my golly
Like Bob Marley, we jammin', by all means
And real gangsters don't talk shit in magazines
5, never judge a rapper

Ladies and Gentlemen
We back over here at 101 3hree point 5ive
Runnin' it up with this young lad again
It's the new premier for his HOT! New Single

yourself

I was around the way
Thought that I'd stopped by and kick it
I know I done came up
That don't mean look at me different
I pull up in Benzo, I pull

Between me and you
It was all so simple when
I just wanted to hoop
Hope I don’t offend you
By the way I chose to move
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Oh

Got me talking to the 
Mirror on my wall 

Acting like it’s a
Crystal ball

I’m asking all these
Questions, I get distracted 

Every time I see
You

John Barleycorn (Must Die)

Traffic

Keep on Running

1996

him lie for a very long time,
˜Till the rains from heaven did fall,
And little Sir John sprung up his head,
And so amazed them all.

They've let

the one you look to when it’s dry.

Adjukify me on the 101 West by the oak tree, 
under the washed up band on the big screen. 
They’re not half bad.

Idk.

more
My homes been transformed into a dump
And I sit all alone on this stump
The very first stump
From the tree he chopped down
When I was up in them

favorite rapper, made it happen no luck 
I ain't use to always have it now I got it, wassup? 
Started stacking now I need 10 thou by my nuts 
All these

Ay, yo, Hunter, turn me all the way the fuck up, man
It's the big dawg, nigga
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Man, I'm here to do some big tings
Kobe in his prime,

turn up acting all emo, Danny devito in Batman returns
Like nigga who he though
Wrapped up like a burrito
Fried just like frito
That's it with that shit

Sure Feels Right

Sixx: A.M.

This Is Gonna Hurt

2011

Boulevard
Sex Pistols on the radio in my car
And I must be high
I just saw Jesus walk by

I make a hard left as the sun comes up
Over Hollywood vampires

niggas relieved believed that I ghost nah
Gave up sleep I been work-in while niggas wait to get woke
I took some time off but ain no vacations
By myself

to find true love gon' have to wait, find out and see
Money, money, that's all I be thinking about I'm missing sleep
He went chatting right away and I went

90 something outside but the streets is hella cold 
One time pulling up they asking questions 
Ain't nobody ever know 
Street politics 101 we living by

hit em with all that he got
—we loyal forever it’s never gon stop
 So rule #1-01 with the streets 
Without all ah that wtf do you got
—it’s nothing

Flow Joe

Fat Joe

Represent

1993

it, see
I dig in my crates, I don't perpetrates
I got shit sewn, like Billy Bathgate
Beware like Cocoa, yo I'm not a slow boat
Got so much dough I

When I'm in church, givin praise
Find new ways to show my faith
Forget the forsaken place
Cause that's where my enemies be
All the way behind me
By

John Barleycorn

Traffic

Four Decades of Folk Rock

2007

let him lie for a very long time,
Till the rains from heaven did fall,
And little Sir John sprung up his head,
And so amazed them all.

They've let

Got Love 'Cause You Need It

Steve Miller Band

Scorched Earth

2005

through 
I've got no hands on the wheel 
But I'm drivin' by feel 
And I got you sewn up and surrounded too 
Take you down the track in a burlap sack

into paste
Passing on by all these mysteries
What's the meaning on dreams if understanding
Like I had a dream
An underground diner
All the sudden passes

in my DNA sewn up in double helix
No need for bluffing, in honest I be reluctant cuz
I got an older brother with criticism constructive 
He said "it's

girl, fuck your sister, cuff up your moms, become your father, All by 3
That means time running up remarkably
I'm flipping these kicks, like it's

town
But I headed to the east
It's time to go underground

Ghasts took my food but I got up to the hills
I guess there 6 brothers and
They all want me