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U Ain't Bone

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

The Art of War

1997

told ya. Soldier man your post
Better cover your coast and lock all entries
If one of my sounds is off in your town
Then it's going down by the means

Fernoyouspazzin’
(Yeah)
Stardust seasick
I didn’t even know I had a plan for you
I don spent the whole day ‘tryna land for you
I ain’t giving no more

online tryna waste my time
I don’t type back leave a hoe livid
Hate getting online every time cause niggas be lying Bout the life they living
But we ain’t

dawg by the domain
With my dawg, ende re baie
Dalmatian

My hond, di ntja'ka
Sparapara in a Porsche
Pasop, for the kgata
You don't wanna go

apologise
For no one else can make mistakes like her
The Gods' they heard her every word and they 
Saw her soul and her heart of gold and the said
Don't let

the fuck we gon' do then?
I don't know about you niggas but I'm going out
Fuck it then cuh, on Compton Crip, kick the door open
Fuck the police

on foreign
Ground, like a shadow
Roaming in far off territory
Over your shoulder
Stories unfold
You're searching for sanctuary
You know you're
Never going

a million years
I could love for a thousand nights
If you were here walking by My-er side
I can't understand
What's going wrong tonight
My life is in pain
I

City of Mud

The Dead Milkmen

Bucky Fellini

1987

we're done The Boss
Will look like a side of beef
We've got plans for other wankers
Who might come through our town
Why'know we're going to rid the world

Who Got Some Gangsta Shit?

Snoop Dogg

Snoop Doggy Dogg 3 Disc Set

2011

in my pocket and at least a grand
Gold on my knuckle, my pistol's closed in hand
I'm a Dogg Pound Gangsta from the LBC
Remotely controlled by

sold mad weed
For the next man, who was the Don of the clan
Niggas actin' like they got the block locked
Like I can't sling drug raps and eat food

It's Alright

Joe

Everything

1993

Oh yeah
Everything is going to be okay
Don't cry baby

Whoa oh whoa, it's alright
You don't have to worry about a thing
Whoa oh whoa, it's

but you let it go by, yee

I was just fucked up, I was just down, down bad
I had to tighten the fuck up, but I'm here for the crown, crown (oh, shit)

the one for you
For you for you
When I live for you and that's all I do I do
You get all my time twenty-four eight
Carats on your neck no gold plate
I can

soul for the gold
Need a rockstar bitch in the pit at my shows

I'm feeling like a rockstar, feeling like an outcast
Money bags calling so you know I

there for you now like I was from the start.
Little One, Little One, Ready To Embark.
Little One, Little One, I Will Not Depart.
I Stay By Your Side

Huh, Westside four fingers
Count too much money for you broke niggas
Richie Rich city I ain’t from the bay
My money come fast like andale
Tell me

glitter and the gold
Are you in it for the love
Don't take me for a dummy, dummy
It may sound funny but I need to know

[Verse 2:]
What if I lost my

on foreign
Ground, like a shadow
Roaming in far off territory
Over your shoulder
Stories unfold
You're searching for sanctuary,
You know you're
Never going

Can't Break Me

Buddy Guy

Block Music

2006

and ain't nobody
Trying to lend a hand to a bitch
My baby asking why his daddy don't love him
Yet, I swear to god it's like a bullet going through my chest

Bush up to Ealing
I see, I sent the T minus
Tyson
Icing the Vision
Looking like weigh too much
Saucy on my tybalt
Im going up

Written by: Kenny Obinna

But I don't know what to do,
When my life keeps marching on.

Seeing all of my life going by,
Seeing all of my life going by
See the lie and my life

Don't wake me up
I'll feel plastic
Just wanna run around California dreamin'

Reality
Shit's so ugly
Kill the paranoia
(Going back to sleep)

Destructions were deeper day by day
Survival had been a question all the way
Losing life and gold
Which was taken to be old

Always frightened though the dreams