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You Can't Judge a Book by Its Cover

Bo Diddley

Road Runner

1967

can't judge a book by looking at the cover

Oh can't you see
Oh you misjudge me
I look like a farmer, but
I'm a lover
Can't judge a book by looking

Our hearts will melt up
Every color you choose is black you’re fed up
Empty houses we go, with me you end up
Then we cover your grandma’s grave with

Oh well f**k it
My ex left me for a bum well f**k 'em
He gone turn you into a mother f*****g stuffer
I take your wife of six years then I f**k her

But it was never about taking the same route
While the crooked cops roam about with the same snout
They cover up and the cover up under cover to cover

liase, by your works you get pays,
so stand tall like a skyscrap(er), redemption is the latest craze.

CHORUS:
Get up get up, for the roots fight, its

What is the root of all evil, people?
MONEY!!!
You think so? Do ya? Do ya really?
You're only one-seventh right, fuckers
Let me tell you the truth

a bit too much
Some times but I still
Cared about you
Even in high school

Don't wanna go
But I bet she loves me
Fucking watch me
Get fucked up
(Ahhhhh)

Ay
N**** dont move
Back in tha bushes my roots
All bout a price tag
These n****s gon be on tha news
I got a big bag
Rollin up gas like a snack wrap

Watercolor on my mind
All my thoughts were black and white
Then you splashed into my life
All the colors, under covers
Have been filling up my nights

to
Wake yo fuckin ass up
So at what point did it all come to be
That we were all ruled by negativity
And a blood thirst for brutality
Where human life is

Yellow dog school bus kickin' up red dust
Pickin' us up by a barbed wire fence
MTV on the RCA, no A/C in the vents
We were Jesus save me, blue jean baby

a way to wake you up
And find a hope of conscious thought
Inside those rusted metal brains
You can count me in
I wanna be a part of it
I wanna be a part

and firm belief
Step by step in this dark maze
I try to find a sign that leads
Me far away from the relief

All the miles to cover
A little closer

and the jungle
I'll forever be humble but never let no one punk you
They tried to cover up our roots and throw dirt on us
Throw work on us, hurt on us
But we only

fadder 

Long way from the small town now we up town 
Not time 

See how mi pull up
Inna Beamer
 
Pon the call ah mover ounce with no cover 
Coming D20

family for raising me right
I got pride for lots of things on this ground but man I'm proud of my hometown

Falling down barns and some rusted wire
Getting

Family Tree

Naughty by Nature

Icons

2002

promised to you nor me
So now we choose the roots, so we can plant new trees

Many minds always meet with pens and sheets
Close my eyes, think what next

I got the urge from my mother , used to hide it under covers , getting money when he plugged us , till he sold to undercover , we need ...
For my

struggle with you, I lose my mental sustain
Let us rip the covers
Watch them rip
Honey, why do I feel like everyone is trying to take you from me?
I keep

knees bent, up
Down up down up down
Butt close to the ground but
Never touching it we
Clapped loudly for this a woman
Behind me who has no
Idea how

rusted over like an old machine
And the weight of this world
Has me on my knees

I’m waking up with all my dreams
Out of my head on the TV screens
I’ve

Goin In

Rittz

The Life and Times of Jonny Valiant

2013

sport tic tac
And a mansion with a man cage
Hopping up trees like a landscape 
Blowing up plans
Motherfuckers wanna copy me like photo prints
I ain't

work
You can't stop me, just stop

Stop it, Just stop it
Comin 'round here, tryna stop me
Godman with me, no problem
Deep roots make it plain, no

alight to me
Opening my healthier streams by springs

Mmmm
The root cause may not consider divine laws
There is a higher power, after all

Mmmm
What is