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history 
tells me eight centuries of this, see... 
anytime anyone upsets the status quo 
you're stabbed in the back by the so-called liberal whores 
i know

Roxanne, Roxanne

Roxanne Shanté

With Love from Our Friends

2014

Infected and you'll see me and you'll know you're again
There's enthesiology, opthomology
Internal medicine and plastic surgery
Orpedic surgery

When poetry isn't enough
And all those fucks forgot to call your bluff
While you're sitting there holding your wrists
You got cut down by my kiss

You ponder yourself the conflicting elf or the nearest burning star
You try counting to infinity by pats but it only gets you so far
Ooh, ah

always be this
So what y'all expect, I'm supposed to fess?
Motherfucker don't hold your breath oh yes!

You're now rockin' with the best there is

position, you act like there’s no light in town
I’m hiding my bills so come pat my pockets down


Beggar, beggar beggar
Beggar, beggar, beggar
No sweat to me

Everything Reminds Me of My Dog

Jane Siberry

Martha Stewart Kids: Playtime

2002

know you're friendly
The way people dress reminds me too
Pissing on their favourite tree
Sad things remind me of my dog
Cockroaches and other insects

(16th Killer)

I was at the lugger club posting
Right off 85
Right there by Rock Legion Memorial Drive
I had a long week, now it's the weekend

wake. him. up.
Pat him on the bald head
Tell me bout a dream, Louis
Something obscene, Louis
You're life's an open magazine Louis

I'm stoned in

Purple Rain

Beanie Sigel

The B. Coming

2005

sips on sysurp)
Get it by the 8, by the pint
(or by the kisurp)
Some might take ya high, or a down
(or a bisurp)
Whatever you can stand, floats ur

to me
That once you're hated you break free
We're all chained down by the concern of those we love
So it won't be so dramatic when I'm

Gone
Or at least I

I can be your friend if you want
I can hold your hands through the storm
When you’re standing on the edge
Hanging only by a thread
I can be your

by
No neighbour once in a while
No pat or tap on window pane
To force you into smile

At 9 you think that 29
Is pretty close to death
At 20

If llamas are your thing girl, then I'm your fella 
Please wash your hands when you feed them 
Or you'll be gone by llama death 
And spat out in

pretty fucking scary

A black shiny boot
Is waiting for a French kiss at the car door
There's a job you're just fit to do
And be sure to come for more

THERE'S NOTHING MORE TO LEARN
LET'S GROOVE, LET'S GROOVE
IF YOU'RE IN YOUR SEAT, CMON & PAT YOUR FEET
LET'S GROOVE

LET'S GROOVE 

USE ANY PART OF YOUR

so you'd better hope
That if you had me didn't choke
Cause by then there's no hope
Cause by then you know
I'll be one of the goats
Some advice from

Purple Rain

Beanie Sigel

The B. Coming [Clean]

2005

get addicted
Matter of fact, I know you're gonna get addicted
'Cause it's so sweet
Life Liquid, plus it's good for you're sickness
I used to watch my

Queens bloodline
Pops taught me to hustle Mama told me be humble
I learned by going through struggle
When you fall you need to bounce back
I promise

there's one with slight defects; 
One, perhaps, whose truthfulness you doubt a bit. 
But by and large we are a marvelous sex! 
Why can't a woman take after

Everywhere?
I see I see I see
You don't need nothing from me
But you're still here and that's gotta mean something, I see
I see I see I see
You say you need

than the last bitch?
Now she wanna slide, wanna come by
Tell me where you at and I'll be there on time
I'll be on top when you still gonna climb
I'm

bootstraps
And soon enough you'll get your back pat
You're closer to being broke and used
Than you'll ever get to filthy rich
But I don't mind unpaid overtime

feel the weight of the world
The pat is clear when you're hanging by a thread.

It took one step to slip from where I stood my ground
For me to figure