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The Bluegrass Widow

Robert Earl Keen, Jr.

The Live Album

1988

ever heard in your life. 
I'm talking about the kind of song where not only is the character in the song dead by the end of the song, but he's been

Smile

Jadakiss

Life Goes On

2007

is like a bitch and I know I don't need her
If I ever had this I never took the time to meet her
So I feel a frown across my face the only way

is like a bitch and I know I don't need her
If I ever had this I never took the time to meet her
So I feel a frown across my face the only way

Jack the Ripper

LL Cool J

Def Jam Classics, Vol. 1

1989

Milky, and I'm back 
My ace in the hole was this brand new track 
I'ma slow it up and speed it up and now you're gonna eat it up 
Listen

the same 
I try to overcome my thoughts but all I'm feeling is the pain 
Wonder how to play my mind this shit won't ever be the same 
Young nigga that got

Life

Royce da 5'9"

Rock City [Version 2.0]

2002

if this song don't sell one copy
That's not even what it's for
It's for you, my boy
This is life

(You gotta keep going on, you gotta keep moving

Somalian's?

See our focus is different
We rather float the riches than support the local business
This is our actual overall sickness
Excuse my vocal friction

Yea. Now we talking
Got a movement moving faster than often surrounded by solvent and carcinogens
My drive is like, drifting in a civic whip
Spitting

I think this time I'll just stop... moving
I'll step away and let it all... spinning
We've been fleeing from the truth is way clear
And so this is

You better check yo' self before I blast you with the AK
Writing all these raps I'm gonna make this one my pay-day
Finna' make a song and then I'll

pages

My microphone gauges

(What?)

Blastin' in your faces

Straight up jungle funk

Is what we use to lace this



We jungle, we jungle, we brothers,

pages

My microphone gauges

(What?)

Blastin' in your faces

Straight up jungle funk

Is what we use to lace this



We jungle, we jungle, we brothers,

a different place
No ones the same
In both body shape and face
This song here is
About a minority
Who over time
Have been given authority
So let's stop treating

meetings like this
Put on a show that's worth remembering
Remember I said that, OK
Is this fun
Hell yeah this is fun
This is life, man
Life is great.
So

I'm spinnin the world on my fingers
I tell 'em to suck on my penis
I talk all this shit like a genius
To keep it a buck I'm from Venus
I'm spinnin

for I AM a bard but not the last one
I'm my own king and this is my castle
dwell in realms of now but vidi those of the past
seen a glimpse from ahead

time is now! My time is now!

Bold to assume that I won't
Have the last laugh ha ha hahaha!

Up and down on this merry-go-round
Worlds on an empty page I

stopping on the side of roads for a rest
I think I might've took a wrong draw on page left
Cause in my book, this neighborhood be lookin kinda sketch

I'm Still #1

Cypress Hill

In tha Beginning...There Was Rap

1997

try and tell them, we're all in this together
My album was raw, because no one would ever
Think like I think, or do what I do
I stole the show, then

begin with the way that we act
Death and destruction!
Taking lives with an axe, killing is a function
Taught by the world and embedded in the mind
Death

myself
What is any of this for?
 
Now I'm too sad to sing this song
I'm too sad to continue on
And now that we've reached the end
I'm gone

say I put in song
Movin to another, ink ain't gonna get to dry too long
For my father, mother, my brother, sisters, I ain't gone
This day is just

pimps too ask Jay Z

Go tell your ghostwriter this is how you do this shit
I made this song in 3 hours, go on and quit

My therapist got me fucked up
I

me how the world goes by
Ive been looking
But was i really seeing what is real ?
This voice inside
Calling my name
Is it my allied
Sometimes ive should