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Jag Off

Zebrahead

Zebrahead

1998

back by two

Second time through and I know you got some cash
Need a little dough cause I got to hook up a stash
Right? Or maybe stay the night
Just

Way of the World

Max Q

Max Q

1989

You are born into this world
Looking down the barrel of a gun
And those who hold the gun
Want you to work fast and die young
And if you don't

Move On

Emage

Soul Deep

1994

flashbacks
Let me relax my dome
My whole joints blown another soldier won't be coming home
Parkside is gonna miss you black foreva
Ties will never sever

Missed Your Name

Glenn Hughes

Hughes-Turner Project [Japan]

2002

Or are you just a vision in my head
I want some identity
So we can spill the wine
And taste the bread

And don't want to live
And face another day
I

been brash
Heart broken by a few girls lotta ass
My tinder spot is set for Pasadena and I mean it
Cause out in Joburg the girls are cold mean demeanors

wait for no man
At least you've got that in your hands
Don't be distracted
I done incepted
Well, we collective
Are the ones that mash on the gas when

Now the rhyme and the rhythm are coming alive
We all live to our own beat that's how we survive
Don't know how anyone does the 9-5
Been doing it for

you're rebelling like I why
Because the government are selling us lies
Surrounded by fake-ism bullshit and racism
They're dumb enuff to carry out what

baby
No matter the distance between us, you stay mine baby
You're moving and I support you
You go forth and live your dreams
The distance coming between

go boombox is on the floor
I'm telling a story about the world
High blue sky shadows on the wall
And cement floor is heated by sun

City was white all

Way beyond the jungle 
In a deep muddy swamp 
There lives a hippo known 
For her dance, the Hippo Stomp

Her name is frieda, they all want to meet

entity
If I cant find it then ill confide inside of some melodies (Yeah)
This Hennessy is getting into me
Feelings are jaded I cant relate to my enemies
I

It doesn't happen very often, but she called you up today
and asked you out for lunch and catching up
she still lives her life in London, but she

colder
Last night felt like October
Fell asleep next to my only
With a blunt still burning slowly

These are times I fucking live for
So high, my

Get whole, break bread 
Been ready, been set
Been chilly, been dead
All the way live though
By some twist of energy I'm alive 
And I can't just not

scorched earth 
That I will not find you 
By the maelstrom of dragging chains 
And the frenzied gnashing of teeth 
You will know of my coming 
You will

then sets in your ear
The kids play with that one toy they learned how to share

Coming home don't never seem to be a celebration
Bills, they piled up

irrelevant
tomorow's comming much to close
still i've got no peace of mind

getting angry at myself
because of my self-compassion
as if there are no other

a long time coming
It's been a long time slumming
Running through the jungle
Making ends meet
I live up on my feet from the land that never take defeat

on god he gone get hit
Guess you didn't know that we stay with the poles
They be calling us stripers by the way that we split shit
Yea glock finna split em

chupacabras dead
I live in the States, born in Monterey
Got a gringa by my side
She can cook some frijoles
I cross the border and la migra said
'hey, come

And I'm just smoking by the pound
And how I skip the round a bout
And wonder what it's all about
I'm feeling like I'm awful proud
Of the things I shouldn't

activated, you can't see me
Whore
Dead rivals on the floor by the Ouija board
Yah, yah, let's talk about it
We talkin' 'bout a psychopath
There ain't no way

the couches that was beds
We ain't have nowhere to live
Put our all in this shit
In return that's what we got
Screaming nigga fuck the Feds
And them niggas