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the hare and turn her 
Down the rocky road, and all the ways to Dublin 
Whack fol-lol-de-ra. 

A steam coach was at hand the driver said he'd cheap ones
But

Don't think that I'm, lost in a mix
Of love and abandonment
Please know that I'm still trying to find all your tricks
Too keep me attached

and the orders of me
Like don’t leave ‘till you get
All of the keys
Hat full of holes and ya blood on
My sneaks, like these is 650
Ya blood too cheap
Me, I’m from

will care
I'm certain it's the final curtain.
I never want to hear from any cheerful Pollyannas,
Who tell you fate supplies a mate
It's all bananas!

will care
I'm certain it's the final curtain.
I never want to hear from any cheerful Pollyannas,
Who tell you fate supplies a mate
It's all bananas!

Mic check, one, two, on the way to third
Flow sick, put a straitjacket on my words
So sick, they think that something's in the herb
They think I'm

Coinsequences

Public Enemy

Rebirth of a Nation

2006

Every black is a beast and our women are cheap
And that brothers gettin' murdered is the way of the streets
That it's normal to die when we still in our

Good Love Is on the Way

John Mayer

Try! John Mayer Trio Live in Concert

2005

and I'm down by the door
You can take all the tricks up my sleeve,
I don't need them anymore

Good love is on the way
Good love is on the way
I'll be lonely

a friend
And you know that she a ten
I asked the girl "What's your name?"
She said it was T
I said if you be my Trick
I can be your David Blaine
I'm making

to all the losers, mad buddha abuser
But they don't know about your stress-filled day
Baby on the way mad bills to pay
That's why you drink Tanqueray; so

that you're mine
If we sat below your cherry tree
All I ask
Is that you say it one more time
Say it one more time
Say it one more time
And judging by

If I could write you a song
To make you fall in love
I would already have you up under my arm
I used up all of my tricks
I hope that you like this

And the Pharisees are killing my walk like cheap flip-flops

Lord I want to walk in all your ways
All your ways. All your ways

Before the fire I thought my family

All you must hold on to is you, is you, is you

One day all them bags gon get in your way 
One day all them bags gon get in your way 
I said one day

Sweet fly
I was raised by
Queen of beehive

Now my fear gone
Feel the buzz coming
Cuts in Dearborn
All the time running
All the years gone
Papa preached

Ricky Tidwell's Mama Is Gonna Play Football

Cledus T. Judd

Juddmental

1999

She's got a spare
Crawled in the huddle, and called all the plays
The only one tough enough to go both ways
Yeah...a mouth full of mud, scoured up knees

trappin all this Dro I been gettin it for da low
I been selling it for da high we been blitzing while its dry
Making ways to get by feel like its falling

dirty tricks
To bring me away from here
All your filthy lies
To keep me by your side
I just want to say
Fuck you and all of you's
I just want to stay

I don't play no games with them bitches in the club
Bitches like to try all type of shit
Be a trick, suck a dick and move to the next lick
Now bitch

I.O.U.

Jimmy Dean

Country Spotlight

1991

and ears...all work done by hand.
And for the frequent dustin' of a small boy's pants
To try to make sure that you led a spotless life.
And for washin'

fool, uh
Why they askin' all these questions? We don't fuck with six-by-two, uh
Not a crip, but when I reach down in my pocket, it's straight blues
They

I be running in my mind
Trying to figure out a way
So the devils don't come and trick me
Gotta keep me a 45
It be posted by my side
If these niggas

cuffin' that trick 
I let her go (hoo) (you know) 

Yo, the way I blew up the weight
Niggas thought I had a cape (uh-huh)
Mr. Extra Twelve Grams

Something Like That

N.W.A

Straight Outta Compton [Bonus Tracks]

1988

the trick
Sayin' some shit to make the bitches want to suck our dicks
But it's an everyday thang
Communicating to y'all with the Compton slang
Compton's