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Hear shots ring

VERSE 3
Brothas we are kneeling
Vying for truth
Never given half a chance
Cause Simon says
Play by my rules
But we lose before we play

I just popped the B man,
I got that OJ and that weed, time to take flight
Richy might be on that lean mixed with that sprite
They got me rollin,

Restless and broken your heart has been torn up by fiends
Here's to the chosen ones hopefully they hear our screams
Lonely folk only know they don't

down

Sail on silver girl
Sail on by
Your time has come to shine
All your dreams are on their way
See how they shine
Oh, if you need a friend
I’m sailing

When it's time to ride (rrah)
Fuck with the gang, you fuck with the gang, gang 
Give them homicides (rrah)
Fuck all them haters, fuck what they say,

song about 2 disfunctional people
in love with eachother
and how its just too bad they are so willing to abuse eachother
and gladly accept it from

nights, angry dawns.
Their children hate them for the things they're not;
They hate themselves for what they are-
And yet they drink, they laugh,
Close

real. Know that first hand. 
While getting pestered by these ones with trust funds from dad.
They got too much time, and not enough platform. 
But that’s

time for all the scholars to
Unite with all the players
Rearrangin', see times are
Definitely changin' G
They used to tap the phone
Now they tapping

on silver girl

Sail on by

Your time has come to shine

All your dreams are on their way

See how they shine

Oh, if you need a friend

I'm sailing right

beneath his feet are uneven
He slips in his own blood
And falls to the ground
The heavy cross lands on his back
You there!  Help him!
Simon, an African from

Offending somebody
End up on CNN and MSNBC
We don’t want to minimize anybody 
Uncomfortable with their body image 
By voicing ideas 
They might not like

, suicide rhymes never made it to the front side
These are the days of our lives
Combinin' nickel and dime rhymin'
Simple Simon clients move toward the sirens

late to take a sin
Not too late
The people changin' all the time
Forgetting what they knew
But you know what you want for life
You want for me and you

you feel me
Need a couple of edibles just to fill me
Keep it low-key but nowadays they feel me
Huh
Times is changin' Scarface chain on
Need no

of the future
Savin’ lots of lives while sendin’ foes down under
They once had an edge but now we’re changin’ the tides
Cuz help is comin’ from the skies…

City of New Orleans

C.W. McCall

C.W. McCall and Co.

1979

the day is done

Night-time on The City of New Orleans
A-changin' cars a-down in Memphis, Tennessee
Well, a half way home, and a we gonna be there by

second: time
Third: think, fourth: act
Second to none, they're second to none

These kids are simply far away
We close our eyes day by day
Problem human

They see my Gobstoppers
I’m not Mekhi Phifer, but I got Clockers
Transform a watch when I don’t got diamonds
Boy, did you hear what I said like Simon?
I

song by P. Simon)
Me and my buddies we are travelling people
We like to go down to restaurant row
Spend those Euro-dollars
All the way from Washington

always done the best I can
How bad was his dirty mind
All those messed up chicks of the changin' times
White pills and easy livin'
Can't replace the love

eyes, revitalize, alive and well
Practicin' my aim by a grave of fireflies
That fell like Simon Magus from the sky
And hit the ground (What do you think

What time is it you know it's bout that time come on
When i'm in my zone and the lights are on
And the stage is set time to earn respect
Showtime go time

Creepin'

Brownside

The Best of Chicano Rap

2009

the valley
Cholos are deep in a fucking brown Caddie
Drop to the floor, a fucking four door
(There's some putos we jump)
Ese they're coming for more petho