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Find Ya Wealth

Nas

QB Finest [Clean]

2000

to rule

Younger frame, older state of mind
Find my name on a page in your Qu'ran, I learned that, in '89
When I was slingin' cocaine and baby 9's
Put it in

see, Um
I'm probably the man that you oughta be
Modern rap is stand up comedy
This is a problem see, hands down
This is my prophecy plan until coffin

09. PREACHER MAN
(Featuring Going Home Anton DvorakMusic adapted by William Arms Fisher)Words: Debra LynMusic: Jeff Silverman(Debra Lyn MusicSESAC,

3 damage on your Daddy that turns you to a bastard
Nah I ain't heard shit
But I know how to talk too bitch
You say something you don't mean That ain't

Three men chilling with the boy on the road
Four door mase fuck up yo
One by one i go wound dem no
Two by two shordy get down low
Three men chilling with

locked spot?
The other townhouse next door
Is fucking empty
Their only kid is always fucking here
Kimmy Gibbler
Oh, I just stopped by to air out my feet

And it real east side now
Know I'm saying I'm talkin' bout 3-5
Not a .35 but 3-5 (Yeah)
See what I'm saying
Ain't been dipping my hands in the rosary

I scratch when I'm down but not any more
The rash is healed and I'm ready to walk through the doors
I've always know this day would come
Now I'm ready

n****s
It's over whenever we get to the mobbing
Notice you locked, until they get to poppin
Breaking the door down
I'm through with the knockin, give em no

postal, aye

Nothing average, by the way ya body Loco, aye

There's nothing like two lovers when they on the same page

Call me Daddy
Call me Him
Or call me

Rules of Travel

Rosanne Cash

Rules of Travel

2003

the door: a guided tour; what we came here for
One: don't let the sun go down on
Two: love, but are undone by
Three: whose name is...
I won't even start

Free

Beth Nielsen Chapman

Look

2005

could tell me back then why joy eluded me
Kept bumping into that misery locked up deep down inside of me

Took that rage and I
Turned that page and I

that? 
Making sure we was just on the same page
(We sure was)
Old ass game imma play that
Shit all changed by the look in her face
Smoke all my problems

Malibu Cadillac 
Erik Halbig, Steven Cade, Sandy Ramos

Headin' into work seven fifty-eight
Ain't a wheel turnin on this interstate
Broke down there

hold
A year passes by and Francis the Bruce, visits with his acoustic guitar
The year after that, a colour set; times worthy of B, G and R
Mull

Faded Pages
Frank R Barnhart

VERSE I	
When I was ten   I saw this old worn book 
On the table by Grandpas chair
He said go ahead son take a look

the reflective
Panel and killing
The informant with his job complete
He put on his white mask and fled
The scene by rappelling down the building
Back to the Cicada

reality to hit me like some bricks
That a happy ever after was just a bag of tricks
3 o'clock in the mornin', yeah my door it swung open
Both my parents in

By reefer clouds and bottles
In and out of county jail
This is hell, see the young black males in packed cells
With they heads down
And they fists

Seven Silver Curses

The Fiery Furnaces

Rehearsing My Choir

2005

that's what she is, 
And when he finally saunters back at three or four,
Don't let him in, put the chain on the door."

But of course I'd let him in,

Seven Silver Curses

The Fiery Furnaces

Remember

2008

that's what she is, 
And when he finally saunters back at three or four,
Don't let him in, put the chain on the door."

But of course I'd let him in,

only slow me down down down
In a space where the real can't be defined 
And i wonder what i'm down here to find 
while the loud lead the blind
I'm

has assembled
Object by object
The Lord has written it on the pages
You perform it on all life's stages

Act One you learn your lines
Act Two You wake

the cornrows
We got da club getting loose off of ambrosia juice
We den poured 'fore we walked in the door
You know we stay lit like 4th July coals
Big money all