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Back in You Again

Rick James

Money Talks

1997

And flip that, on video
You and me yo, is you wit' that
And Scotta to Prada, can you fit that?
Let me get that

Verse Two: Rick James
Girl you don't

The shamrock is growing
On the grave of James Connolly
The Irish rebel

Many years have gone by
Since the Irish rebellion
When the guns of Britannia
They loudly

Cryderville Jail

Pete Seeger

A Link in the Chain

1996

And your Blue Duck's no longer alive

You took Jim Reed to your warm wedding bed
And from out of your love was born the boy, Ed
A pal killed Jim Reed by

Belle Starr

Pete Seeger

A Link in the Chain

1996

Jim Reed by the dark of the moon
And your son Ed was blowed down in a drunken saloon

Then there was Bob Younger, you loved him so well
He rode with

hate the city
But you're going there
By summer you'll pack up your bags
Take all that you can
You're not coming back for a year now
But James if things

Rise up the Starry Plough
In James Connolly's name
Rise up the Starry Plough
For his glory and his fame
He joined the Transport Union
So the workers

He is ill-famous James Taylor 
 He is known in the town all 
  
 He call me back only second days 
 I am reserved for Tuesday night 
 Since two weeks

alike do meet
I'll reach for hope I'm scared to find
I'll yearn for love from time gone by

And just down from James Street
My hymns are on a different

Parade
Written and composed by James Gardin

[Chorus: James Gardin]
She so captivating
Caught me gazing
Even when you throw it together
It look

swear you're close, I swear you're close
Aye

You make a nigga bump James Blake on a weekday
Moving through the streets like yuh I'm feeling freaky
You

Run up a cheque
Nigga just run up a cheque
We want the loot not the fame
We gonna ball like Lebron James
Me and the Royal X Gang yeah
Run up a cheque

I'll be James St Patrick you be Angela
Like we back in high school with love we just Amateurs
I'm Big on energy so Lemme Channel Ya
Once I match your

We keep on working one day the fake shits go dropping out
My rhymes like James Ward prowse
Your song turn it out new wave the better's my dirty south

Alright, let me start off by saying this one is another one of our fucking perverts Jamez
This one's for you

Fuck you James, you a pussy anyway
I

Biblical 
Sticks and stone break bones but choppas will get rid of you 
Rode by your home and left it looking like a peekaboo 
Fuck a truce I'm Zues

I went down to Saint James Infirmary,
To see my sweetheart there...
She was lying on the table,
So white, so cold, so bare.

Well I went to old Joe's

Sinking of the Reuben James

Cisco Houston

Cisco Houston Sings the Songs of Woody Guthrie

1963

Have you heard of that ship
Called the good Reuben James
Manned by hard fighting men
Both of honor and fame?
She flew the Stars and Stripes

many features do you want
Quality lyrics like the font
Been with the Brunettes and the Blondes
Finishing this beat how I want
Got three to be here for me

That's Why you can't see me on weekends
Focus on my lyrics freaking
I feel inside but I don't know why
I look winner as Scottie Pippen 

That's Why

like I'm Johnson
They jaw stuck in awesome
I'm Sherlock, you're Watson
I spit flame no arson
Drink milk by the carton
It's james bitch, no harden
I chew

of Arizona still can't grow a
Thing in dirt, I'm hurt
You don't know Solomon Burke or
James Brown did work
Or the son of Bazerk, Ike turner beats
Before he got

Just like a ball
Good life a live just keep it up
Gosh gosh gosh.

Keep it up with time Keep it up with the mind
Keep it up with the lyrics keep it up

Word play or no play If you can't get now
It may be to late you get hit with the lyrics now
Word play or no play If you can't get now
It may be

the star shinin'

No hook is necessary
With lyrics that's legendary
The words sit fill and vary
The track stand up and carry
The weight, so get it