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Soldiers

Master P

Life or Death

1998

ball 
Nigga army fatigue nigga weed up in my draws 
You don't want to take no poor wreck in my hand holdin' your bag 
About ??? throw up your soldier

breaks it
To the ones that need it right now.
Collecting pieces
Of burned up pages
Form new beginnings
Cast them into stone just to mark the unknown
Your

make sure my casket's closed
Rap critics that say he's Money, Cash, Hoes
I'm from the hood stupid
What type of facts are those
If you grew up with holes

And my rivals, here
Shout out to rebel for this art right here,
Clasp my hands and have a feast right here,
Shin obi on his quest,
In this world by

the mornin' 'fore the sun come up
He'd kiss his sleepin' daughter
Steer out through the channel
And casts his nets into the water

Billy Sutter fought with

"With these hands"
"What is it that you wish?"

I want to fucking die
Wash it all away
Cast me out

We are the orphans of a world
Devastated by vanity

The people plan their righteous cause
Filthy rags are all the alms
But Jesus' love is still enough
And his love never fails

A King that cast his crown aside

Just Another Day

Dr. Dre

Compton

2015

home, socked out
Jabbed by esse's, cops, degenerate niggas with rags
Disintegrate niggas went into me, dome shots like Kennedy
Slugs trippin' with

Streets of London

Ralph McTell

Streets

1975

you by the hand
And lead you through the streets of London
Show you something to make you change your mind

Have you seen the old girl
Who walks

money up, went from rags to them riches
I don't give a fuck, cause it's none of your business
None of your business, none of your business
I don't give

racks by my hands on the handguns
If you got a problem, say sum
I ain't got a motherfucking paystub
Shawty from Tirana, get the love now
I be in Toronto

I awoke again, hungry and cold; in filthy rags, afraid and so alone
As I look around me, how did I get here? 
Things are not too familiar, as I

I'm up five am
My trap on fire
Can't call it quit
Ten for ten on wax
My s*** to fly
My bag legit
Caught some neck from this h** from the east
She

I'm up 5am
My trap on fire
Can't call it quit
10 For 10 on wax
My shit to fly
My bag legit
Caught some neck from this hoe from the east
She swallow

powered by lithium, all charged up
Plus that superman juice got you feelin' it
Yo, niggas wanna move on me
And make history
And make TMZ and Thisis50
That's

Heads Up

Birdman

Baby aka the #1 Stunna [Clean]

2002

On the rag-less cars so they can't clip my spots

The Caprice's on the block moving slowly
That's the motherfucking police
Here come the laws nigga heads up
Better

Streets of London

Ralph McTell

40 Hits: 1970-1974

1999

you by the hand
And lead you through the streets of London
Show you something to make you change your mind

Have you seen the old girl
Who walks

Ay,

[Hook]
See a party aint a party til the Doc walk in it
the party get it started til I hopped up in it
then it, got so crunk one minute
say she

By the Time I Get to Phoenix

Isaac Hayes

The Best of Isaac Hayes, Vol. 2

1986

you."
He packed up his rags, you understand, and he started out the door
And when he reached the driveway, you understand
He went in there begging just

gotta Ap for college smarts
I gotta new yathct
I cruise like Tom
They gotta hand it to me
I swiped their palms
They gotta cheer up
Poms poms
They gotta

dont pick up the phone
I just wash my hands with em left niggas alone
They saying that i changed but im where i belong
Packed up my bags and hit the road

P-A-N

2 Live Crew

Move Somethin'

1987

try, you're a pussy-ass nigga

Pussy-ass nigga
Pussy-ass nigga
Pussy-ass nigga

You fix up your hoes like you fix your cars
Give 'em rag-top heads, make

Chrous: The Game
Nigga be easy
Growing up in California believe me
We drive-by, spraying colors for shizzy
Light it up for 2pac and Eazy
Show them

And those who hunger, thirst after righteousness
Shall be filled
Uh, yeah
Jesus took me out them filthy rags

I got money now, before I had a filthy