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Nothing Less

The Living Legends

Almost Famous

2000

of my soul
Born to rebel
I'm the black James Dean of the underground
Yelling at shows
Like rallys in Cali, I blow rhyme under the trees
Wanabees talk shit

Jesse James was an outlaw
Did what he wanted to do
Go where he wanted
Take what he wanted to
Give me what you got
Or you'll get shot
Don't want your

Wherever she may be
     She can walk this whole world over
     And never find a man like me

So when I die, please bury me, in my big, 
   black Stetson

the hundred
And I get lovin' by the pint
Got me doing the camel walk
In my sleep
Make me do the James Brown
Every time I get on my feet

Listen to me

to war
In the kitchen stretching work my nigga
Whipping with the four
Say it short got it all my nigga
But we can work it out
Turn a two into a fo' my

All Gold Everything:

Flow all in my chain flow all in my name
Flow all in my watch
Don't believe just watch homie, Homie, Homie
Don't believe me

Murder I look back in her eyes I see a murderer
Mother's murderer (You'll never get it)
Mother's murderer (Got the whole world trimbling)
Murderer
I'm my

diving in these hoe's
Pussy like "GERONIMO"
Thank Texas, everybody drink pink soda
Range Rover, refrigerated cup holders
Game over, leanin cuz I'm not

Wieso hab' ich mehr Rollis als es Zeitzonen gibt?
Verteil' Boxerkick in dein Face schlagen
Rapper kriegen Rückendeckungen wie James Harden (ya kelb)

Street Life

LA the Darkman

Heist of the Century

1998

From bloods at night in Kings, to bounce back to Queens 
Drugs and dope fiends scream over the limousine 
Pop the 2 fort kings sucking dick on porno

Got an eight by ten of me and him, when I was about nine
The game was over I was on his shoulders by the fifty yard line
He was a tall and lean

filed them questions one by one
And he knocked 'em down to the ground
While we stood there in line
He said
"I fought with your daddy, child, off the coast

no more
It's way up high but I'ma reach that though
It ain't safe in the house, let this blunt outside
We the ones that fucked you over and fucked

Two Beers Better
                                                  Music and Lyrics by James A. White

Well she came into the bar and I tell you 
She

night we swimming like a porpoise
So, voila! I'm acting like a moron
Bottle of the Jame-o
Looking for something to pour on
Hold on put your coat

to talk about sometimes I swear your
Voice still plays in my head
Now every time I see a star I know that you are watching
Over me In the time we had you

baby, I ain't done yet
Let me get another round, get down
I'ma give you that champion sound
Got me feelin' like Rick James
Super freak when I'm in

One bright summers morning as day was a dawning Bright phoebus had risen shone over the lea
And I spied a fair maiden all down by the river While

Long Summer Nights

Byron Bank

The Withdrawal

by stars in the night, dodging the hype.
She's a ten which kind of makes her alright 
For a late night convo on Twitter or Skype
The Black James

Tell the D.J.

Fabulous Girls

Fabulous Girls

I do this for the DJs,even in my PJs,
Ya girl go hard like Nicki and Weezy,
Forget about he say its all about she say,
Call my tour bus

Up in Smoke

Culture VI

Elite

2004

get the dutch
Spics and niggaz collide but where our mental is aimed?
Doing drive-by's in rentals with James
Or whatever his nickname is 'cause when

7.) NECROMANCER 
(Music & Lyrics By James Durbin)

V1
Deep beneath the ground  Far under your feet
They're turning over graves & then  Disturbing

her
Wherever she may be
She can look this whole wide world over
But she'll never find another man like me
Now, when I die I want you to bury me
In

Fight I Couldn't Win

Keni Thomas

Flags Of Our Fathers: A Soldier's Story

2005

Eighth grade, standing my ground
Outweighed by at least 30 pounds
Oh, Willie T. James
Meanest boy in the school
Toe to toe outside of homeroom
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