Idlewild - (1903-70)
In 1903 through 70
he came from nowhere
I fell from nowhere
all he had were his good looks

On real ground
you float, float, float away
I'm on real ground
I prefer to walk awa
Brian Houser - (No One Sings) The Song Of The Workingman
Darlin', if you're gonna love me then you should know
That my life's been rocky like the County Line Road.
Out to the west in the river bottom low,
Lies an old strip of mud called the County
Michael Bolton - (Sittin' On)THE DOCK OF THE BAY
Sittin' in the mornin' sun
I'll be sittin' when the evenin' comes
Watchin' the ships roll in
Then I watch 'em roll away again
I'm sittin' on the dock of the bay
Watchin' the tide, roll
Charlie Pride - (She's Just) An Old Love Turned Memory
I called her today, an accidental mistake
And her name slipped out to some friends
Forgotten old feelings are brand new today
'Cause I'm right back where I've always been

Now, she's ju

Cypress Hill - Here Is Something You Can't Understand


[Intro - Kurupt]

Yeah bitch
Dogpound and Cypress you fuckers
What you think about that?
You brother's don't got it
B-rizzle you know it, fo' shizzle
My nizzle, you gon' get hizzle
Relax by the kizzle
An' go get us a couple hizzles
You dizzles
Yeah with Muggs
What it is
SEN DOOOOOOOOOOG!
Keep it real gangster
Yeah, B-Real, whaddya gotta say?

[B-Real]
Bitch you try to spit on, you best get on
Before things start to happen and I lose my calm,
Cuz I just wanna puff weed and tip my cup (Yeah),
Smoking on a Kush Weed, not giving a Fuck,
Rhyme Flow, Mack-o-hoes and stack dough!
But niggas wanna do shit to make me react
So "Insane In The Brain", let it rain on a bitch nigga
Haning on my chain cuz you wanna be a rich nigga
You can t feel me without the Braile
I m like that shit that will catch you without the Yale
Make busters pale 'cos they seen too much
But really what they saw was me and Kurupt

[Chorus Repeat 4x]

[B-Real] Here is something you can't understand
[Sen Dog] How I Could Just Kill A Man

[Kurupt]
Penetentionaries stuffed for centuries
You gotta be real like me and B-Real
See you shoot, you ride but we kill
Concentrate unloadin' our steel
Dippin', hit up niggas, yes we will
Riding on niggas that when the (?) spilled
Pistols launch off and travel like arrows, animals, Hannibal
(?) and unmanageable
What you gonna get, nigga? (?)
I sic the hot girls on you, so struck by (?)
Get em up drive by,
Watch em gone drive by
Yeah paranoid, we drive by till we die
You niggas really don't know shit,
I treat niggas like hoes when they silly dumb BIATCH!

[Hook 1 - Kurupt (repeat 2x)]

Here is something that they just don't get
I don't give a fuck nigga, I don t give a shit
Here is something that they just know
Back/Crack to Fo, creepin' through the back door

[Kurupt] I just DOPE BLAST 'em...

[B-Real]
... 'Cos I ain t finished yet
I see remains of someone you ain't deminished yet
We re like a pack of *panorama*
In Your *Soul Assessino*
Attackin you, till there is nothing left for your mama
East side, do or die? Niggas wanna ride
Hitting switches in the Cadillac, getting thru real high
'Cos we live this, (?) this, beatin' like a pistol whip
Don't pull out ya gat if ya gunna let ya pistol slip

[Sen Dog]
I'm ignorin' all the DUMB SHIT, 'cos these vatos can't hang
With the Mad Dog, nigga, out here runnin' thangs
Dump on that ass if you fuck with my business
Stop Pop, and drop all of you witness
Glocks lock, and unlock if you listen
Buck shots, hard stops, no more snitches
That's what you get when you fuck with the Real
Hardcore Nigga said "Pack That Steel"

[Chorus 4x]

[Kurupt]

Yeah
The streets is ran, by heats and mini vans
Invadin the spaces, chucks and fat laces
The "I Don't Give A Fuck" committee's just arrived
With millis and fifty-fives
Homicidally, I've seperated the busters
Blasted the snitches, broke the switches
Fucked the bitches, invaded the glitches
Stole the riches, booked the (?)
Like fuck ya (?), nigga

[B-Real]
Poet in the streets, niggas livin' on the edge
We take it to the Darkside, gettin' in your head
While you haunt us like a fed, we twist you like a dreadlock
Has I got to hammer talkin bitches in the bed?
While you fuckin' with the Soul Assassins in the dark town
And all my latin dog-niggas get to hold it down
Now your violatin' 'cos you haters know i'm waitin'
In the silver stack in the parkin' lot
With the handle cocked

[Hook 2 - Kurupt {Sen Dog} (repeat 2x)]

Here is something, that I think you just can t understand
{How I could just kill a man!}
And you wonder why and how it is I could just kill a man
{How I could just kill a man!}
You see, in these streets I pack my heat cuz should it be for real
{How I could just kill a man!}
And if you think you wanna come and test me, then come deal with my steel
{How I could just kill a man!}

[Outro - Kurupt]
You just don't understand
How I could just, kill a man (yeah)
La la la la, la la la la-la
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America - Another Try
Hey, Daddy just lost his pay
What did he do it for
It never made it through our door
He drank the whole week away
And what can a family say
There must be a better way
Now mama
Aceyalone - Annalillia
yo i met this queen yo i met this queen named annalillia

annalillia oh annalillia
annalillia oh annalillia
annalillia oh annalillia
i bet you think i'm silly huh annalillia
annalill
Adam And The Ants - Ant Rap
Adam Ant
uno, due, tre, quattro ...
Marinetti Boccioni, Carra Balla Palasechi!
Marinetti Boccioni, Carra Balla Palasechi!
Futurist Manifesto!
Futurist Manifesto!
war is the worlds
Jimmy Eat World - 77 Stelllites
It's allright to be held back by retro-man.
it's far fetched fun when you're the one.
The prize.
I knew you would come through.
I thought I could be right, number one,
but it's a lie.