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of the lunch time hour
It's not enough to take a shower

Pool jump, cool jump
Can you feel the summer heat
Pool jump, cool jump, fun and sun
Dancing to the beat

a tommy gun, im the back of my car
Unloadin' ammo, doin' demo like I'm havin' withdrawals

Call me Lucky Luciano, Frank Costello the Don
You can try to be

compare
Alright
You and I 
Don't always see eye to eye
But I still get butterflies
It's going to take time
Stride by stride
But there is no other option

This day
This time I won't make it
Walk the line won't fake it
Its already been a day or two
It'll be enough to get me through
Little by little they stop

Roll Out

D-Stroy

Underground Airplay Version 1.0

2001

(You heard the chief, transform and roll out)

The bad apple outta the bunch
Take the captn outta the crunch, packing a punch
When I'm rapping

saying too much, if I did fuck your bitch she would fall in love 

I wanna tear all your shit apart, everything you hold dear to your heart
There's nothing

Help Save the Youth of America

Discount

Love, Billy

1998

about the cost of living
And the price of bringing him home

They're already shipping the body bags
Down by the Rio Grande
But you can fight for

cheddar like Eddie Vedder
I'm Redder I'm better
I'm already yellin that be my depression
It turn to a million
I run round an all of them grinnin'
So hand me

wanna keep on going down your way no
I dont wanna be by your side, your side
Just let it go
Loneliness is waiting dont you dare to blame me
Aint no father

everybody got unmitigated gall
But no refrigerators filled
And every father there got
Pockets stocked with zilch
And every mother there forgot
To take her

To make it that's all it takes
Maybe art on your face
You can make a milli but
You'll never be great
But that's not me
Bet I'll never copy
To this music,

you from myself

So let's start by running back all the times you lied to me
Knock Knock, who's there?
I'm outta sight I'm outta mind
Drown in my

pray to God break the cycle
May Lost Angels finally rest
May you take up your broken wings
And by His precious grace be blessed

You strike me out as a lame in real life
The chain on the neck don't connect with the mainframe
The source, the fake gone force or refrain
When I

on the other side
someone told me she had finally seen it
it's hard to believe it before you've tried it out
she's already there she's finally home - it's true

I'm sick of all the days gone by
When I didn't have you to myself
I'm tired of E-mail conversations
It could be someone else
You say you need me
Like

flesh rot with no tombstone
In the land of the lost?
I can see them drawing nigh
On black wings of gloom
Won't you come here to rescue me?
Don't you

could you be
Someone like me
When you made it look so easy
To leave

What the hell was I thinking?
Giving you just any reason to
Step right in and take

rap better than Lil Pump
And I get a million dollars like Donald Trump
I'm so lit I'm on fire, make you ignited
I've got the hots for you, you make me

hidden in the woods
I used to go there everyday even before I could
Back my car out of the driveway
I'd take a detour to see you everyday
Now

routine, you know it's killing me

But I suppose it's all for the greater scheme of things

Oh, maybe I should start with something, maybe I should stop,

Know that I've been
Striving Surviving
Have some dreams
Then materialize them
My daddy call me sun
Can't keep from rising
Can't knock em down
Can't

Sacrifice

Alaine

Reggae Gold 2007 [CD/DVD]

2007

we're holding on
And I would be a fool to find your love
And then just let it go
It's me and you and you already know that...

[chorus]

You're sure that

Or the poverty NBC choosing to show and
Take nothing from no one, we live by a code of respect
It's evident that is eroding
Youngsters be cold when it's time