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Forgiveness
You can ask for sitting in a pew under that pottery painted glass. Search for it in shadows hidden deep in your checkered past. Ill feel sometimes like youre looking for a ghost.
Nasty Immigrants
Intro: Raekwon. . Yeah yeah, that's us. Hit me hit me hit me, I ain't got nothin to do with none of that. Besides, whatever. Louis Rich Diamonds (yeah).
My Favorite Dred
[Song starts with conversation]. Yo. Come here you oven head. Yo what's the word. Dred upstairs. Passing all packs escorted from Kinetta ear. Yo the nigga's name unknown.
Folding Money
When I was just a boy my granddaddy. Took me to town one afternoon. He drove an LTD, wore a big white Stetson. And two tone cowboy boots. . He said, "Son here it goes, and he handed me a twenty.
Layla & Majnun - ليلى والمجنون
لها .. كانت ترقص روحي. لها .. كانت فرحة عمري. رياح .. اوصليني لها. رياح .. اعيديها لي. . ما شرقت شمس في ضحى. الا ما نادت ليلى. ما قمر بان مساء. دون ذكراها.
Live From New York
Li-li-live from New York (2x). Is you watchin. Whats on my motherfuckin neck nigga. Li-li-live from New York (2x). Live from New York. . Yo Yo. All white bolon.
Everyday Angel
Miss Laura fed the hungry in the church house basement. After she'd retired from teaching school. She'd pick my son up in her arms on Sundays. To teach him all about the golden rule.
Knuckleheadz
Intro:. . [Raekwon]. One for you, one for me. Two for you, one-two for me. Three for you.... [Ghostface]. What? I'll smack fuck out ya. Smack fire out your fuckin ass, what the fuck you think this is man?.
Everday Angel
Miss Laura fed the hungry in the church house basement. After shed retired from teaching school. She'd pick my son up in her arms on Sundays. To teach him all about the golden rule.
In Fondo Ai Tuoi Occhi
Ti ho visto per le strade di Madrid. raccogliere le rose che la rabbia matur. contro chi gioca a carte e perde la dignit. e i cani della borsa parlano di etica..
Knowledge God
Intro: Raekwon, Ghostface. . *sniff* *drumbeat* *long sniff*. Plug, *sniff* word yo. *snort* word yo, *s-snort* YouknowhatI'msayin?. *sniff* You know, you know we had the baddest motherfuckin.
Easier Said Than Done
You put together all the pieces of the puzzle. So one more lie would be a waste of my breath. It's too late now for me to start being truthful. No amount of regret could win back your love.
Jury
Verse 1:. . Yo, we came long ways but we got on. Yo, holdin' my son's arm. Make it through the industry calm Lord. His name Rakim Allah. Wid a wavy threw on shallah.
Incarcerated Scarfaces
He looks determined without being ruthless. Something heroic in this man. There's a courage about him, doesn't look like a killer. Comes across so calm.
Drunk On Love
Baby, take my car keys and put em in your pocket. Lord knows I got no business with them. Ive been nursin half a beer for half an hour. The whole rooms spinnin.
Don't Say Goodbye
Well, I heard it from confidential sources. That you've been thinking 'bout losing my name. And you've been dialin' some unlisted number. At some Memphis, Tennessee exchange.
Ice Water
Intro: Ghostface Killer. . Tommy Hil' rockin ice niggaz. Tommy Hil' ice rockin niggaz who fuck.... Mira, afrente. Take a one on one to this shit y'all (yeah).
Disappointing You
Another day dawns. I'll be leaving for work soon. And you won't suspect a thing. 'Til late this afternoon. . I won't be coming home. But it don't matter what I do.
Ice Cream
Hey, Mom, can I have some money?. The ice cream man is coming. . Watch these rap niggaz get all up in your guts. French-vanilla, butter-pecan, chocolate-deluxe.
Closing Time
Every afternoon at five o'clock. I forget all about you. There ain't nothin' 'bout this honky-tonk. To remind me we're through. . And I can put off going back.
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