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Midas my touch
I play for the gold
You get played by these sluts
Ain't no comp on the beat
They ain't fucking with me
Nigga not in the streets
And I put

a dick nigga keep the deal 
By the time the country know my name from this rappin shit I'm tryn see a mill 
In my city they see me go oh oh
Seen my man

Planted in my city i can cop a field (Aye)
Mix it with the soil lemme stop and build (Aye)
Sign the dotted line this is not a deal (Aye)
Man this boi

me just to feel what I say
Niggas dyin’ 
Young boy
I’m tryna live til’ I’m gray
Livin’ in my city
That’s the type of chances you take
I’m surrounded by

the apologies, yeah yeah (My g's)
More than diamonds and the gold
Think they need to look closer
It don't matter where I go
Just tell them I'm one night closer (Oh

While my fear back at home
From city's like greats
With platinum and gold
Only one goal
Cuban links cold
I'm back with some shit
Don't get used to the old

In the city's heart where the lights dim low
Our love's a fire destined to grow
Rooted in the streets we stand side by side
In this urban jungle our

need a million cash
Watch how I win and relax
Turn up the city at last, I'm just gone run up them stacks yea
Imma keep grinding for everything I never

This One's for You

Trick Daddy

TM:103 Hustlerz Ambition

2011

[Chorus]
I'm  blowin' good yeah I smoke it by the song,
And when them niggas call I don't pick up my phone
Niggas acting like broads make me pick

The sun had been up for a couple of hours, covered the ground with a layer of gold
Spirits were high and the raining had stopped, the larder was low,

a project just to test us
We hangin out just chillin like a necklace
If it's superficial know that it's fools gold
Don't fall for the carrot hanging by ya

sent down by the Best
I never will surrender for the final conquest

Here I am, where I stand
Fighting war with a two edged sword
Here I am, where I

the pot of gold
Couldn't care less, kid, bout your cash, cause I'm too caught in flows
Used to be broke, couldn't float, but then I caught a rope

I

Anything Is Possible

Too Short

You Nasty

2000

logical fuck an obstical bitch
How can I make twelve albums
All them gold and platinum's
And I am still clowin'
It ain't hard
I used to be a broke

the bitch of old
Champ rings are things I hold
Champagne for the glitter gold
Champ thangs it's a different mode

Yuh

Block on the bay
You know it's ran by

a better road
And send my love and condolence to Buffalo
The place I call home
Pray for my city
Pray for my city

They say a setback
Is set up for a comeback

Kansas City Southern

Gene Clark

3 Byrds Land in London [UK Version]

1997

When I was a young boy evening sun went down
Stand off by the railroad tracks 
And I'd listen for the sound
Of that Kansas City Southern man

upon this torture chair
And in the open all I see, is that

With golden spires and pitch trails
The fallen city stands
Upon the twisted horns of He who

pray tell, good sir
I give way…


V 12
Knox
With this in mind, 
And your permission, sir
I’ve something to say…

V13
Roosevelt
By all means, Knox

Resurrection Day (The Finale)

Virgin Steele

The House of Atreus, Act II

2001

of faith 
And their darkness aligns with your rays!

Victory, in the sunlight of union we stand!

I'm returning slowly to the ground (it's resurrection

City walkers
Rolling on by
City walkers
Why do I cry
Wide-eyed
Knowing they tried
A soul song
Moves them along
But they don’t hear
Come on now
Come near

be your grave
The bane of Gath whose sword wrought terror in our hearts
For God and country we will slay
One shot ends this war

Stand, fight, the city

Bertholdt give Eren back
Take away what you will
Caught by steep trap for the fucking kill
Feast until you reach your fill
Cities sieged they stand

I draw a line in the sand 
Where do you stand as a man
Ain't no playing both sides
Tel the truth from the lies teach the youth how to rise
Thru grit