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Hoover Street [top | prev. | next] She is a Salvador immigrant, Head through a thin wall. A frail hooker, Holding a ??? Gleaming sky scraper, Bunker he looked down. Laugh hysterically, And then he spread around. On Hoover Street, then he must be alone The precious little, (the) kid cashed the hoes. Of a ??? girl, She kind of made you spill. Her brother Mario, Got shot 4 times in da head. Now see poor Mario, he caught a hot one, through the lung. Now he's done so god bless him. And the cocaine, Moves through their system, Like a river forever wandering To the last party of the under/loner class. (distance) just a bunch of kids, Who don't wanna finish last. Now see the market place, Has changed the weight of the scale. You either get out and die, Or go to jail. And your best intentions, Splinter and fail. And a few weeks of promises, And intentions fail. It's a glass-pipe murder. It's a glass-pipe murder. Oh Yeah. It's a glass-pipe murder. It's a glass-pipe murder. OOOHHH YYYEEEAAAHHH! They kick a bottle of beer and a letter, Simple things made Mario feel better. You see it falls on you, And it falls on me, Self-annihilation, catastrophe. Two packs of cigarettes for $2.70, And a bottle of wine that's been opened. And he said, why do I do this. A shiver through his body, Like a bottle of CC Not encouraging reality or me. He said it's who I am being back to it. Off the deep end the record changed. You see, no one stood up, And cheered for him. Everyone sat down, With something that happened. Began, to happen. It's an old school dorm mystery, And the handcuffs bleed... It's a glass-pipe murder. It's a glass-pipe murder. Oh Yeah. It's a glass-pipe murder. It's a glass-pipe murder. OOOHHH YYYEEEAAAHHH! Who was the killer.... it's in the... Oh Yeah... Black Lung [top | prev. | next] Sign a petition under working condition Union is in bed alligned with the call of berettas Carry our freedom Lookin for something To give your family a better life for every single day Some things keep me goin I got no one to blame 5 o´clock is coming Do ya feel the same When a lonely whistle calls out your name What a man likes to see When they come after mine No prettyness for the mighty black lung Reconfirm workers Reconfirm us Take off the gloves and sock it to em Some things keep me goin I've got no one to blame 5 o´clock is comin Do you feel the same When a lonely whistle calls out your name Hey i'm a leavin Black lung feaver Transmit receiver Backed up to see her I dont' like ya eiteher Your president for the black lung feavor Some things keep me goin Ive got no one to blame 5 o´clock is coming Do ya feel the same When a lonely whistle calls out your name Life Won't Wait [top | prev. | next] Jesus ??? disciples wage a final war Religious and prestigious keep the quest for the holy grail The eye atop the pyramid is open and awake The Pagans hold the rituals and the fire won't begin to say: Division is the new world order. Division is the new world order. Division is the new world order. Come along and tell your sister and your brother. The force of war, dynamite blast Rides on the weak and the poor Don't want to see my brother in pain when the man fights big man's wars Don't know nothin bout no red, white, and blue ??? Too many win, nobody lose ??? choose Division is the new world order. Division is the new world order. Division is the new world order. Come along and tell your sister and your brother. The conscience of the public can not be put to sleep The conglomerate of the nations has no bounds in which they seek Was it the Mob tellin' the CIA to install this state of fear How many of us wish that we were up to Kennedy's ear to say: Division is the new world order. Division is the new world order. Division is the new world order. Come along and tell your sister and your brother. See them try to rule the world We don't know why Why they want to rule the world ??? The guns of mass destruction, them fighting about Buying the world is only so much money Here they come in ??? World wide hunger ??? fear Gangster treaties who keep us in fear How much more can ??? Need no more division Need no more ??? I will keep on fighting to keep what's mine We the people speaking our mind And once more, would you say it for me now? Dynamite blast with the force of war Government rides on the weak and poor Don't want to see my brother in pain no more When the little man fights all the big man's war ??? victimize ??? clever disguise ??? our people must rise Decide your fate Life won't wait Life won't wait!!! New Dress [top | prev. | next] Yeah With a Gleaming success With a different Religious Indifference Mixed between the lines Territorial company they legitimize Persecution to fall, Enterprise The unity’s gone Apart from it all The problem is spreading International Like all of these welfare is going to be A brand new key Working class girl puts her money to the test She's got a new dress She's Gonna look her best Yugoslavia's been blown to bits She's got a new dress She's lookin' to the west well in When i look through and see evidence Another truth, we're bombing us The time for civil war is the sooner I live The chivalrous ones are never represented Working class girl puts her money to the test... Yeah She's got a new dress She's gonna look her best Yugoslavia's been blown to bits... Yeah She's got a new dress She's lookin' to the west ??? people ??? The methods of the ??? are dastardly Try to cleanse the hands of the murdering But the appendage of guilt is lingering Shadows of soldier lay nearby The dead ones finally reach a compromise Destruction of war lies in Bosnia The destruction of war lies in Bosnia Warsaw [top | prev. | next] (That's the decision of the anarchist...it is also a boy's dream) True to ourself, glad we did it beat him down with a baseball bat police retreated the riot scenes in fear of a baseball bat working class intellectuals, disillusion you for sure broken dreams in warsaw, where all the dreams fall down American baseball bat! Demolish the discoteque! And how many blows to his forearm and neck till he lay in the schoolyard, bludgeoned to death! September 13, '91, who remembers a loaded gun? Who remembers the first morning of martial law? Hey, you should bring that Louisville Yeah man, I'll know where Yeah man ???? army, hardship in Warsaw American baseball bat! Demolish the discoteque! And how many blows to his forearm and neck till he lay in the schoolyard, bludgeoned to death! Hey! All alone, bludgeoned to death! Hooligans [top | prev. | next] Rancid!? Yeah! Here's the new face of rock-n'-roll! It's about fightin' toe to toe... Hard times come, Yeah the hard times go. When I say, come on, come on. Well all the hooligans and rudeboys know one thing for sure, Scars been stricken on their face. Well all the hooligans and rudeboys know one thing for sure, scars been stricken on their face. One man's decision, Brings anothers opposition, Completely unbound. Down on the flats, Where the seaside meets, My lonely young town Well all the rudies and skins, Well they're out on the streets, Making the way on the dole, Between the bottles and sex, They smash and they wreck, For something to live. Well all the hooligans and rudeboys know one thing for sure, scars been stricken on their face. Well all the hooligans and rudeboys know one thing for sure, scars been stricken on their face. Sometimes you know there's no place to go, But to a long life of crime. Yeah but its so wrong to steal, Someone's very last meal To profit up a dime. Your poe poes and greys, Sell they end up in jail, Gonna swing the cowboys . Well you took a bite, Outta the apple of decision, That got ya there boy. Well all the hooligans and rudeboys know one thing for sure, scars been stricken on their face. Well all the hooligans and rudeboys know one thing for sure, scars been stricken on their face. Hooligans and rudeboys, I don't want no racial hatred. "Black and white, who are portrayed without bias. These are the people whose voice I want to be..." I said the hooligans! Rancid. Rudeboys! Rancid. Hooligans! Rancid. Rudeboys! Rancid. Well all the hooligans and rudeboys know one thing for sure, scars been stricken on their face. Well all the hooligans and rudeboys know one thing for sure, scars been stricken on their face. ahhh ahhhh ahhhhhh... Crane Fist [top | prev. | next] (Within the same school. The idea was that we'd later combine both styles, unify the techniques.But still, we were too young. Too full of ignorant pride ???) Oh no!!! Some people live illegal What you got you can't keep here Oh no!!! Some people live illegal Oh they rise a lot of evil Open the jails and set the men free Well the devils and witches are looming on me And the fighting and the robbing induce slavery A decision of dissention into insanity Oh no!!! Some people live illegal What you got you can't keep here Oh no!!! Some people live illegal Oh they rise a lot of evil Humility will hold you and never let you go To all my friends well, much gratitude And to all the wicked, I've got my eyes on you And everyone stands in confusion Oh no!!! Some people live illegal What you got you can't keep here Oh no!!! Some people live illegal Oh they rise a lot of evil (To do the job, you've got to prepare yourself to die) Put 'em up, put 'em in, run 'em out, run quicker ??? Quicker than any motherfucker that I know Rack 'em up and stomp 'em wherever he'll go Rancid pack, I'm a blast it Blasted lyrics of elastic With a 12 gauge double barrel lyric gun ??? (Go... go ... go) ??? Proclamation to the nihilist Down to the propagandist Take me off of that fucking list Well the devils and witches are looming on me And the fighting and the robbing induce slavery A decision of dissention into insanity Oh no!!! Some people live illegal What you got you can't keep here Oh no!!! Some people live illegal Oh they rise a lot of evil (Go... go... go...) Oh no!!! Some people live illegal What you got you can't keep here Oh no!!! Some people live illegal Oh they rise a lot of evil Leichester Square [top | prev. | next] I got some hard times Some punks up on the subway It's a long way to go to get to Leicester Square A hard line Someone you gotta cross The one you gotta cross To get you anywhere Michael's on his way to pay back syndication A fist ??? and his backstreet education the 8-ball stops him low Demonstrations show It's crystal clear it ain't so great for those who become broken in here yeah I got none I got no mind for... nothing I got no insight, I got no feelings I got nothing that you want, so stay away from here The clockers(?) that could swamp us now, the prime objective: Fear To rob us for some different ??? places no one near The tension begins to grow??? so He ??? yeah I got none I got no mind for... nothing I got no insight, I got no feelings I got nothing that you want, so stay away from here Yeah!!! Ah no no!!! Ah no!!! Ah no no no no!!! I got some hard times Some punks up on the subway It's a long way to go To get to Leicester Square A hard line Someone you gotta cross The one you gotta cross To get you anywhere Mike gets whipped, his boy-face slapped around a cheap cigar His gang could sing cause they're always seeing the trouble from afar He act so ??? stall He makes his point then jumps in joint to the backseat with a bottle of beer I got none I got no mind for... nothing I got no insight, I got no feelings I got nothing that you want, so stay away from here Yeah!!! Ah no no!!! Ah no!!! Ah no no no no I got some hard times Some punks up on the subway It's a long way to go To get to Leicester Square A hard line Someone you gotta cross The one you gotta cross To get you anywhere Yeah!!! You see I got none I got no mind for... nothing I got no insight, I got no feelings I got nothing that you want, so stay away from here Backslide [top | prev. | next] Like sand, just take your dreams away Running on the ground At the end of the day it's your life, your loss If you can't turn the clock around I said what I got you can have ??? You better not miss a shot You're letting yourself get into all kinds of danger Soon enough you're gonna get caught They had a feeling Was like you had to prove you're one in a million And I'm talking bout junkies been dealing This time the drugs are you And they'll come through It ain't gonna stop 'til they get what they want And I say Nobody knows me, I'm all alone Ah yayayayay I gotta go It's a Hollywood bus stop and the party's over Ah yayayayay I gotta go John ??? his homeboy down so he waited for a ride Then waited to come by at the Hollywood's concert backslide With affordable odds and a sunroof, nestled among the filth Frequencies and bad intentions, gotta take it for what it's worth Have you ever been hunted By your past And it will never let you go Well never never let you go No! I said well never never let you go And I say Nobody knows me, I'm all alone Ah yayayayay I gotta go It's a Hollywood bus stop and the party's over Ah yayayayay I gotta go Who Would Have Thought [top | prev. | next] Who would've thought that dreams come true Who would've thought i'd end up with you Who would've thought what they said was true But it was and you are light and darkness coming through Sihlouettes of palm trees backing up against the sky Echo park sunset, an ambulance drives by Someone went down, and I wonder who Someones fall coudda.... been anybody I know So I drank like a fish till i crawl like a rat In the city of shit i ended up on my back. But I can't believe you're with me after dark So let it come together in echo park Who would've thought that dreams come true Who would've thought i'd end up with you Who would've thought what they said was true But it was and you are light and darkness coming through A red flag and your body wins Or a snake bite, gotta start again So i'm fucked up and watching TV all day I don't wanna see what ricky lake's gotta say And it hits me when i'm alone, i'm an angry man I start singing to myself i go dealt a shitty hand With all these feelings my heart could explode So is it not fear, no not at all So I said Who would've thought that dreams come true Who would've thought i'd end up with you Who would've thought what they said was true But it was and you are light and darkness coming through Na na na...... Who would've thought that dreams come true Who would've thought i'd end up with you Who would've thought what they said was true But it was and you are light and darkness coming through Cash, Culture and Violence [top | prev. | next] Yeah! He said his power is what's happenin' Well I'm sure to be respected, nothin's stoppin' him And to move out for him, about crushin' them And I can't get plain and simple: It's a sick man ??? ??? He drives a tricked out, tricked out, tricked out Lexus And he looks at the city and says I could take this He decided to acquire what not one needs It's so fuckin' hot that your nose bleeds Watch you break the nose of respect Oh you broke the nose, that is correct The gates of hell are closing in The victims family gon' condemn him He says I don't trust them in hell Yeah that'll show them It's the sword, the jewel, imagination Cash, culture and violence Violence, welfare, and knowledge Cash, culture and violence Oh you're running and you're running on the way to distraction Cash, culture and violence It's the sword, the jewel, imagination Cash, culture and violence Poisoned like a rat who drank some stric 9 gin I'm only mad cause he has been as low as you have been Bare, crack military federation Living, yeah, only to rise again Yeah you gotta get skeptic, heard the rumble And the legions that are timid, run, they crumble Cause a corner ain't nothin but a concrete jungle And lord, I wonder It's the sword, the jewel, imagination Cash, culture and violence Violence, welfare, and knowledge Cash, culture and violence Oh you're running and you're running on the way to distraction Cash, culture and violence It's the sword, the jewel, imagination Cash, culture and violence Nickels, diamonds, can't be found There's no one, nothing, come straight down Psychosomatic, come down You stopped cold from your nervous breakdown Yeah!!! It's the sword, the jewel, imagination Cash, culture and violence Violence, welfare, and knowledge Cash, culture and violence Oh you're running and you're running on the way to distraction Cash, culture and violence It's the sword, the jewel, imagination Cash, culture and violence (Cash!!! .... Culture!!! Violence!!!) Cocktails [top | prev. | next] Broke to toe the line is chocked Smoke the last dollar to a name Are you buying Are you selling girl Talking square never change And if i really wanna know What it means for her to be free Oh she makes cocktails In a squat down in avenue city yeah ??? All he get was a fight He gets shallow so i know There wont be no fucking rainbow in sight ??? I aint looking for answers I know nothing is for free I sure dont want your aspect I just wanna know whos talking to me |
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