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Tuning In

Newsboys

Step Up to the Microphone

1998

sweet tea 
You may be glued to the television 
As happy 

As Larry 
You may be a doctor, 
Giving up the ghost 
You may be a short order cook,

day you ain't gonna be such a nothing
I'll believe it when I see it like LSD in a crash wound
Surrounded by a dead moose and humping all that blue goo

I don't work 9 to 5
I work that 6 to 10 that's overtime
But it doesn't really bother me
Enjoying life as it pass by
'Cause I know one day, i'ma shine

To dance again with death

Neck and neck with ghosts
Hindered by the face
Of a child masked in only
Temporal craft to hide the sweat

Beckoned by

Always be here is never true
In my mind summer is due
The sweetest smell burned by the sun
Maybe our ghosts shamed and gone

Signed my name in dust

a blinding light
And did decay creep in your bones
And did you fall into the night

All the people walking by
People walking in the dark
Send them all to where

thumper by my side, he a real g
Bugs Bunny, B-SKip, we a legacy
Carrots and cash, we stackin' 'em high
On a mission, Bugs Bunny never gonna die

(Verse 5)

they mean to me
When I loved
And I lost 
And started to see a ghost
On every street

And I've been living next
To your old fave sushi place
Soul blessed

passing by
And they don't care to tell me why
By never starting, we have never really ended

You want to love but you're not sure of what to do
So, what

Well it came from the water with a black heart, oh my god
And fell like a sunset sinking in a fever
Well it held my hand, no, it had me by

them excavate their trinkets, riches, jewels, and gems
I've heard the rumored secrets under lock and key
The trove of wonders lost eternally
Guarded by

an epidemic touch did you feel that
a walk without a crutch, can I have it back
the ghost came out of the closet
compared its ectoplasm with daily

core, ain't no truth 
Nigga woke, but not too woke 
Damn shame to go to sleep broke 
Play by the rules that I wrote
When you spit fire you cry smoke

severed hate from my life but you put me in between
The cross-fire, I confess been through the wire, my eyes on the prize step by step will take me higher

I'm Back

Mya

Beauty & the Streets: Mixtape, Vol. 1

2009

came the cars
Next thing I know I'ma ghetto superstar
He come the haters travelin' by the packs
But never mind them cause uh bitch I'm back

I pour

that I would die
With you by my side
Bones holding hands
Six feet underground, just you and I
I think this time I'll remember this feeling
Cut me open,

Put me away from this deafening silence
Hung by a thread, hung by a thread
Clear me from these ghosts around me
From the hardest pains
I've come to face

Lose It

Lil Wayne

Lose It

rap-rapping that block
We them Brick Squad, ask Flocka
Beside this shit, Silkk The Shocker
Coulda been San Quentin on lock
But I two door that ghost
I

Grand Finale

Nas

Belly [Clean]

1998

Watch them young guns that take none, nobody safe
From the Friday the 13th, ghetto jason
Itchy trigger finger achin, snatch yo' ass
Out that s-class for

cat'll do
Sixth, sixth, sixth sense, in the ghost
I'm with your boo (with your boo)
By, by the time we roll, save these hoes, switcheroo 
(Drop, drop,

hopeful in my conquest to contest the total
Coast to coastal I'ma noble underground rap mogul
No longer anecdotal that's a goddamn fact
An illusive

to the ghost town.
You're ahead! 
Trick or treat
Hearts beat as one
Do it with me
Do what I show! 
step by step 
1 2 3 4 come on baby 
let`s  start the show!

Stoned by facts
Union lapsed
Fragmented
A fire raised by a vex of our childhood ruse
Quenching the rile with the murk of our dead foes ghost
Essence in

London Pride

Noël Coward

Carl Davis: The World at War

2004

The grace of London Town.
 
 INTERLUDE
 There's a little city flower every spring unfailing
 Growing in the crevices by some London railing,
 Though it