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The Righteous Ones

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

BTNHResurrection

2000

I strike through the killing fields, dead! 
T-Rock done got shot got a glock for the nigga are-tillery shop 
Drop when the nigga pop and the party

(Sirenas de patrulla de policía)
Fua Furia: Oh, shit. What happened now, officer?
Police officer: You throw my unintelligible
Fua Furia: What? You

tinted, artillery when I'm in it
Whip it in the kitchen before Hillary became a Clinton
Assholes by nature, cash flow was major
In the old school, or M

Kiss Is Spittin'

Nate Dogg

Kiss tha Game Goodbye [Clean]

2001

yo
Hey yo I got land cars and jewelry, and artillery
And I got every hood feelin' me
It's nuttin' like when a thug get at you and spit thug

Kiss Is Spittin

Nate Dogg

Kiss tha Game Goodbye

2001

[Jadakiss]
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Hey yo I got land cars and jewelry, and artillery
And I got every hood feeling me
It's nothing like when a thug get

just incase this shit gon go left
Man I miss my sister, she got mad and lift her soul up
Ain't going back to the field till I can pull up in uh rolls

Kiss Is Spittin'

Nate Dogg

Kiss tha Game Goodbye

2001

yo
Hey yo I got land cars and jewelry, and artillery
And I got every hood feelin me
It's nuttin like when a thug get at you and spit thug literature

blame it on my black powers
I jus blame it on my black powers
Any role too bold, to play the field wit us
I’m my own hero to keep it real wit ya
And I

black powers
I jus blame it on my black powers
I’ma blame it on my black powers
I jus blame it on my black powers
Any role too bold, to play the field wit

veins
Burst in the front, explosion behind
My comrades get torn apart
Our field artillery made a mistake
By friendly fire we died

We are along the road

Greystone Chapel

Johnny Cash

At Folsom Prison and San Quentin

1976

on ever stone
It's a flower of light in a field of darkness
And it's givin' me the strength to carry on
Inside the walls of prison my body may be
But my

Infamous, Mafioso gangsta pimp playa
Got on my brand new Scarecrow underwear
Six hundred acre marijuana field in my backyard
Smokin' banana leaves on my

Coolest nigga on the campus
Now nigga skippin' practices and actin' like a rock star
Goin' from in the dorm to in the car, leavin' the football field
But

boy I helped the old man
Workin' in the fields
And everyday, we hauled the hay
To the rollin' of the wheels
'Til one day the tractor laid
The old

this death mommas burying their kids’ bodies
I put my hands up officer, please don’t kill me my kids watching 
It’s like I’m begging to live huh? 
I had

But my heart's too full
My heart's too full

2 day shipping
On thoughts and prayers
To the Twin Cities
If every officer’s clip
Was like mayoral office

Richardson with a look at how this horrible night Last night unfolded
The Richardson police chief said because they have  So many officers involved

Shots fired, officer down, shots fired officer down, got his ass
Trust Raccoon, uhhh 2021
Aww yeah, T-R-U-S-T
T-R-U-S-T

Comin in like
Damn near lost

with the bandman
I been that motherfucker, hop out that motherfucker
Said fuck you officer, I got yo bitches number
Breaking bread with bro to let him

a place without a forest or a gate,
There probably used to be but Nowadays there ain't,
S*** loads of playing fields called Wanstead flats and man made

and artillery is unleashed
We hit the ground and we dodge the flying shrapnel

The world becomes a blur
Slow motion in effect
We try and take cover
What do they

In my line of field, It's the way 
Nature planned it
You can't escape justice
It's another Righteous Kill

Premonitory chill
Forced against your will

aint breathe in there
Its niggas with artilleries thats loud it make you bleed in there
Switches, tecs, and choppas hit you fast its like its creed in

on them
Just told them who can do it now

Pull up with the stop and pop
We getting out and give it out
These bitches tryna give the drop
This artillery can