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Kinks lyrics - Something Else by the Kinks

Harry Rag

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Ah, Tom is young and Tom is bold Tom is as bold as the knights of old But whenever he gets in a bit of a jam There's nothing he won't do to get a harry rag Harry rag, harry rag Do anything just to get a harry rag And he curses himself for the life he's led And rolls himself a harry rag and puts himself to bed Ah, Tom's old ma is a dying lass Soon they all reckon she'll be pushing up the grass And her bones might ache and her skin might sag But still she's got the strength to have a harry rag Harry rag, harry rag Do anything just to get a harry rag And she curses herself for the life she's led And rolls herself a harry rag and puts herself to bed Ah, bless you tax man, bless you all You may take some but you never take it all But if I give it all, I won't feel sad As long as I got enough to buy a harry rag Harry rag, harry rag Do anything just to get a harry rag And I curse myself for the life I've led And roll myself a harry rag and put myself to bed Ah, the smart young ladies of the land Can't relax without a harry in their hand And they light one and they boast and brag So content because they got a harry rag Harry rag, harry rag Do anything just to get a harry rag And they'll light one and they'll boast and brag So content because they got a harry rag Harry rag, harry rag I'll do anything just to get a harry rag And I curse myself for the life I've led And roll myself a harry rag and put myself to bed

The Right To Reply

The house, Looks for an answer to end all the violence. The ungovernable finally break silence, There's endless white papers, and new institutions. That still won't stop us, it's no solution The right and the left wing continue to bore, With pre-dated policies all heard before. This is mankind now see how mankind kills, We're hitting back hard now you see how it feels. They teach and preach examination tests, So the political privelaged can order the rest, Of the young parasites, Who live in a world without hope, To get back in line, and stay there, Then assure us they'll cope. In the new violent Brirtain they pledge to invest, In skills and communities with renewed interest. To build schools of education, Not colleges of crime A manifesto so perfcetly timed, Providing help for the helpless, Their new commissions strive, For a stable re-educated society by 1995. Meanwhile, we fight on in desparation Still trying to break through. Their barriers of insanity and even now they know it's true, That to irradicate violence effectively, Injustice has to unfold. But, instead they choose to compensate, to lie and Then collaborate, no interest in any true debate, Their courts set up the offenders fate, the new Secure units for the old custodial sentence. Well we have listened to you for long enough, Taken all your threats, and you ain't so tough. You intimidate, then punish the persistent hard-core offender. You condemn more and understand less, You'll get no apologies ever. In an atmosphere of moral panic, You blame us for fighting back. But it's us that's been dragged through your streets backwards, Battered shell-shocked and attacked. The pressure's building on law and order, But we ain't even started. They may think they have been tested, But no way for we still stand divided. More and more we're turning against our own, How come? How have we forgot? That this is the one thing they want us to do, To compensate For the freedom that we ain't got. Some mug old folks and these are SCUM It's the one main thing that just ain't done. We can deal perfectly with our own problems, By taking the law in to our own hands. We can protect our own, young, the weak, and Elderly, and therefore smash their callous plans. I shall not work to build my death Nor have decisions madeby fools, For my or your behalf. As though I can't see or hear Of that which surrounds me, As though I'm quite content With all that, that disgusts me. I will not build for another's gain, Although it always ends up the same, It's as though I can't see or hear, As though I'm content, With everything that disgusts me. How can they talk about low life? Whilst they're destroying the earth? How can they take away someone's freedom? When they don't know what it's worth. To the people with feelings, To those not totally succeeding, Those, shattered, torn, ripped right in half, And whose broken hearts are bleeding. Yet still they bash and batter, To them, man onslaught, does not matter. They create society's whitewashed picture, That everything is alright. Then when people voice opinion, and object, They show disgust, confusion and then demonstrate Their might. Don't you dare think for a moment, that it's only in a Riot that we show we're discontent. It's in every so called criminal act, That we demonstrate our contempt. You shove your outstanding promises, your respect I only have respect for the life. That you destroy time and time and time again, I'm still hoping for the hopeless, And making excuses for the lawless.

Don't Bring Harry

Harry and me we live in a dream With a friend like him I don't need enemies I don't know where morning is It might not come today That's the trouble when harry's around He forces me to play I should have refused to meet this midnight cheat He likes to prey on my mind with his own special treat I don't know when morning comes, It might not come today. Harry likes to play all night I'll do what harry says Don't bring harry I don't need him around Don't bring harry I don't need him around Ah you've met harry - I can see by your eyes If once there was life there, now there's compromise Harry is a beast of luxury He just wants my body and soul - leaves the bones behind Ah you've met harry - I can see by your eyes If once there was action - Now there is no life Don't bring harry I don't need him around Don't bring harry I don't need him around


Magic Affair
Watch the fire in a fools paradise Watch the fire, unlock these fearful eyes Watch the fire, oooh Watch the fire and break these chains of ice Check my structure, erupt and rumple Kill or be killed as the planet crumble Ignorance wins, for lacks of education Cultures die, wiped out are the nations Rise-up panthers, show me the right way Or live your life behind the A to the K 47, so where is heaven, Cause hell is Earth, and the life is severen KKK watch out cause the knowledge Surpass your mass, light year pass college Light the torch, young skin cause you're trippin' I'm serious. True black is the young man I rap 'till I'm dead, and still have the upper hand Bring on the job cause the magic is hard Back-up kids, or else I'll put your card Here it comes, hot dress hits the ozone Born negativity runs through homes Of the innocent maybe the guilty Temperature high, cause society built me Se here we go, the frown hits my brown skin Waiting for the chance to end all the sin I'm not a devil, but hell I'm raising Fools I'm chasing, ending invasions (what kind of invasion) Of the hatred, radical that made it The mission is hard, and alone I can't fade it Bring on the job cause MA is at hand Ready and willing, as the hate hits the fan

When Thugs Die

JIM JONES "On My Way To Church"
[Jim Jones] Got this problem with these niggaz on the other side of town Plus my little homey Pop-la-di he's a rider now So you know he want some answers off top he ridin down With them automatic weapons, load and fire in the pound (bang bang) Hood devestated, prayin that they let him make it Heard it 'bout the incident, it's crazy how he just got faded (it's fucked up) But it's better places, G's call it heaven's Matrix Pray the Lord open up, they told me how heaven's gated (let a thug in) Certified, decorated Murder never hesitated, I heard it was premeditated (who told you that) And my whole hood segregated Harlem World's so small, but my whole ghetto dedicated (Eastside, Westside) We was young, loose cannons Shoot cannons, point aim, broad day, wherever you standin (fuck that do it now) We live our life as a G Day and, night with the heat, rollin dice on the street Now come on [Chorus 4X: Jim Jones] Do doves fly, when thugs cry? Here's a story 'bout the trials and tribulations of this thug life [Jim Jones] Now, play the game, know the code, say no names Fast life ain't no game, R.I.P. Baby Main He was large in the game, slingin thangs Shiny rings, diamond chains, he's a star in my hood (he was ?) All the cars, V12 by the hood Had the jets, had the strip, had the power, he was livin that life New whips every hour, it's a shame, in my hood He'll be missed like the Towers in the midst of the prowess Not to put his business out there (uh-huh) But the kid'll make you think that Po Rich was out here (like '86) And in these stories it mainly contain the lobby About the young and the restless like Harlem's main {?} [Chorus] [Jim Jones] We light and chill, each night we would chill Block number, fifty-{?}-seven, movin white for them bills Stashin open rice for it stales, I tried to tell you That my life is so real, they dog me in and bring me home nine-trey Took the city on my own crime raid (N.Y.C.) Invadin clubs, with brazy bloods (tell 'em) Tell Peter Geisha what's up, back to the saga, when Light got killed It's like one side of my life is killed, for real And Chills turned state fed, couldn't deal with a state bed But snitchin breaks the code, gotta lie in your made bed (you know the rules) No sympathy homey, you gotta follow them codes You get a thousand years of die in that hole (G's up) [Chorus]


AB-SOUL "These Days..."
[Intro - Ab-Soul:] All my life All my life [Bridge - Ab-Soul:] I say all my life, all my life, all my life I knew I was tight I say all my life, all my life, all my life I knew I was sick I say all my life, all my life, all my life I knew I was ill I say all my life, all my life, all my life I knew I was I'll be here [Verse - Ab-Soul:] Everywhere, tell the truth you wouldn't dare Cross me like the gold you wear Soulo flow like the solar flare in the open air So much smoke that I'm comatose, but I still want mo' TDE generals, she ain't spiritual but she still want Soul God bless, God body, no fear in nobody, no thing Can I proceed? Collect all of my proceeds Don't I flow like I don't bleed? Every cut is just dumb After me there will be none I told you there is only one (Soul) Yeah, and I just might be in your hood Causin' havoc with my bros, and instill all to the good Horse and carriage when I roll, it's sober hopin' so it's 'stood I'm in Hollywood cause I remember when I had 50 Cent, up In Da Club All my life I knew I was major, I don't need no major I don't even write rhymes, I really shouldn't have to sign paper to dominate the Game yall praise on hand and knee, just waited till it came to me I just kept it real with yall, keeping it real with me [Hook - Ab-Soul and JMSN:] Cause I ain't got no fear, under the atmosphere Trying to stay high, as long as we down here Listen closely, see what we bout here Who really bout that, you'll see when the smoke clears Cause we really out here! (We really out here!) We really out here! (We really out here!) We really out here! (We really out here, yeah yeah yeah!) [Verse 2 - Ab-Soul:] Uh, and it might not be such a bad idea if I never went home again Fuck the same hoes again, bumpin' "Druggies Wit Hoes Again" with my bros again No, I want the world chico and everything in it Every beverage with Codeine in it How the fuck you say I sold my spirit? I'm still taking blows at the Senate Claims of Illuminati, I'm just tryna Illuminate Praise to the most high, God, Jah, Allah, Yahweh Selassie eye and I'm proud to say, I never need a 9 by my waist Niggass still respect my gangster, celestials respect my space And I just might be in your hood Causin' havoc with my bros, and instill all to the good Horse and carriage when I roll, it's over ho, it's over stud I was overlooked, I went overboard now I'm overbooked Ab-Soul-Lute just, my life is like an open book Read between the lines nigga I did this shit legally blind nigga Yeah, Soulo ho, Carson arson with Del Amo (Knock Knock!) Tell your folks I said hello, I ain't never scared [Hook - Ab-Soul and JMSN] [Bridge - Ab-Soul] [Break - Ab-Soul (Interview):] These days, at this point in my life, I kinda really wanna use music to help people get through their days instead of just staying in the dumps, just keep going. Bring light to the situation, maybe, you know, try to find your own personal message in that incident, that experience and try to move forward [Battle Verse 1 - Ab-Soul:] Y'all got me, everything good, y'all can hear me? Before we start, lemme just say this, lemme just say this I'm dating you Day Wait, wait, pause No gay shit What's the difference between a date and a day anyway Day? A date is a day that's marked I'm smart, and just cause I know you love 'em so much I came with name flips for days, tailored just for Day I'm expecting Day to base his verse on data based on turds My database said Day the basehead that date a basehead Is he dope? No Who gave Day the base, ball is what we do best Flock his projects, that's a home run, Day The baseball is what we do best Carpe diem, that's how you say seize the day in French I stand behind these bars for the rest of my life I will never see the light of day again Now witnessing this rare occasion I bear fruits of my labor this grape is green I gotta eat on the go Day I hope they told you that everything that Soul say don't go a long way Don't go a long way, what? A ho in Chipotle, no This is food for thought, from a dog on top We been nuts There was a fool who thought we was new to this But who knew this would end up, a glow stick and a uterus That's light in a box And that's light, that's light But light like to lick twat a lot so that's right That's what y'all call street? No tales from the Crip this evening, he slip Seems he forgot what the C meant It's your dumbass fault that last part was so concrete But I guess you'd have to be Ken to get that bar b, pardon me I bet right about now you feelin' like Jordan down in the Jordan Downs In fact it's crazy that you even play ball to clear your thoughts before raw backwards And that's cool, but for this round, save the bull before you let the Jordan downs and Jordan down Now, as for the crew Well, uhh, the villain been itchin' to skin a dog And this nigga bought, what, a hundred and three dalmatians? It's safe to say your mob of dots won't make it And I'm a fan first But it won't take too many seconds to leave you in a damn urn You deserve this disservice I put this man in ERs if he don't got no manners, man word I'm expectin' some etiquette in your segment kid I brought you to the 'Stu to show how we do So all them antics and funny shit you do for the cameras don't get aired here They can't see you Wave your title to this tidal wave, we do And you don't appear to be a peer to me, forreal You should kneel to me or somethin' Fuck it, to keep it 100 You're nil to me, that's nothing Heard they been raisin' raisins down on Grape Street, that's crazy right? That's what happens when you expose them grapes to too much daylight So your chances of standin' Much smaller than my plan to defeat you Wait, what, do I gotta put it in photosynthesis or somethin', son? Shed some light on Day? 'Til he's cropped out No not now, I won't need a plant to defeat you The sequel, this movie, won't need to be continued You finally encountered somethin' you can't counter, coward You're counterfeit You ain't gotta be in a Walgreen's pharmacy To see quill drug over the counter After your mother consumed you, you were the fruit of the womb After you were born, I'm sure you wore Fruit of the Loom Now I'm tryna figure out, is you from Grape Street, Crip? Or just another fruit in this room? It's crucial, you choose, I'm sure you don't want me to assume I should be against the law to run into Cause we all know in LA I'm double you, all so true Today is the day I split Day in two What the fuck has battle rap turned Day into? Are you from Gotham or from Watts?, Are you Batman, Spawn, or Davon? Did you really think "Paul Walker" was a dope song? If so, you were wrong Hold on, I got one more, and don't lie to me Do you really have a Batmobile outside, my G? Don't be so transparent, this nigga's light - through If you don't know what transparent means, let me enlighten you If it's transparent, that means that it lets the light through So I should smack this trans' parents for lettin' light through Like, he nerve of this cat Lyin' with a motionless emotion This nigga Day all bitch Somebody get Quill a quilt before Quill get kilt Do Quill got skill at all, homie? It was some Braveheart shit, all I heard was Nas, homie Did you really expect to last, Day? You know Revelations say that we livin' in the last days I mean, I see you skimmed through Genesis and Timothy but did you get to that page? You got Gats? You think your little arm'll get in the way of Armageddon? Forget it Day, no, really, forget this day If I had a time machine, I'd go back in time to see Just how many people would say "Yes" to Day Nobody, fam, nobody, fam That's why I'm ahead to day No, no body fam, that's why I'm a head today No, nobody fam, that's why I'm ahead of Day Somebody check the clock, I think I'm ahead a day Send him to the choppin' block, off with the head of Day It's only right I be blunt to Lyt I only gave Lyt a match to light a blunt I see I should have used the lighter instead Chill Loc, we ain't smokin' no purple We need the fire instead When I think of daylight, I think of shit like Breakfast, morning, birds singin', kids playin' See where I'm goin'? That means you better break fast, or I'll have your family mournin'' When that bird sings, kid, I ain't playin' and you know it But you know what? (Hold on, hold on, let me get you right, we have this shit) Take this 500 before you clap this shit up Say this, let me say this, let me just say this These flashin' lights got Lyt flashin', nigga, for the glory You're Buzz Lightyears from here, Quill, and you tellin' toy stories You boys bore me, that's why I'm hoggin' all lanes All your bars Häagen-Dazs, that's on everything Day a dairy queen, Deluxe, Blessed king Dearly beloved, all first verse, all first verse You know I brought a hearst for the sausage you brought worst Dearly beloved, here lies this little light of mine that tried To let it shine And I hate that we have to Hear the lies from this little light of mine that tried To let it shine But I'm ill, you men ate when I finished Lyt You get it, Lyt? That's how you ILL-u-min-ate, and finish Lyt, good night (Hold on, hold on, hold on, let me get you right You got that for me?) Brought you some complimentary TDE ski masks [Battle Verse 2 - Daylyt:] Question, you know how many copies The Matrix sold? It don't matter, The Matrix's old I double cats, I ask 'em if they seen the glitch No, no, no Face it, I got it covered Prevail, they say the sail was a thread to Hell The gravitational stitch cause some niggas seem down They come up with this perfectly clean round But I hope you not doin' this cause of fear Of the pen, I'ma prove you pussy within But I guess it's up to you to risk your career I retire niggas, I'm the [?], I could OD too And even the odds some He thought he could least get a baby victory But all he got was "Nah, son" Check this out, he not ready Either you fight back or I ether you Thought you could face what I hand you, well this is impeccable Soon as I took a peek at you, you looked shocked Peep at you, put everything at stake Well done, this is beef, right? Jesus, holy cow, cut the bull, soul before you get meatsliced I'm from the third, I gotta try you Guy you play Ryu, lose a Ken in street fight [?] You still couldn't see Lyt Division, I got it covered, I'm so eye lit Pilot, fly, I be the goblin We battle for a stack, in fact they had to get a cataract cause I be the problem But it's useless, use less filler Excuse this, excuses, but, but, but These asscheek niggas dead You said you would fry Day previously But that's what the last week nigga said But, but, but, keep cool Joe cause a dog crazy Get down, we turn niggas vegetable if they don't let us up He know the heat blowers like Daffy at the casino, nigga you better duck But I tell them tails we never tuck We gon' line that ass up I from the Watts block for decision My profession is stompin' squares the fuck out We played hopscotch for a livin' But that's def, that's just plain old def It's funny how we're all in here but bro don't listen Have a seat, picture this, picture this photo This a Soulo [?], hold up Is it because he 'bout to get smoked? Common roll the physics, so exquisite, thought I was in here dolo No bro, somebody tell Soulo this not a solo mission The deal closed, SoHo is it Thought you could fuck with Me Gal? I gotta Cotto split him Look at your girl dead in her eyes and say "Fuck Dorothy dog" I'm toto dissin' But at this moment, everybody in the room should be scared as Hell As I release bars, they better bail Objects that I process is parallel Let's get this aligned Minus sinus, the stuffy nose flew overhead, it's cold Redemption, stay still, as I apply Dayquil Cause you look like you need medical attention, don't mind me See where mind be is a mine, explosive Interior is inferior, this is a hobby probably Y'all see I got the drop on everybody That's why I reign superior Whether you like or not, it's Hell for you, ice plate These blister niggas still can't overshadow a nice Day, remember You did say you would fry Day But you don't realize you're on the weak end to the streets Preacher for they peeps, you asshole You in the motion to grab toes, you're reachin' for defeat I tell 'em I got the foreign Cut the sheep, it's all for the woolish Game, I play is death, get sword for the hoodish Actin', it's Tinactin, it's all for the footage I'm dope, I'm practical, crack to you I need a lot of space, the galactic crew, the actors knew You feel it it's Felix, see what the old cat could do But you got the roots stirred up Gelatin dropped and slide, this game is stormchasin' Based on whether you got the drive Win rounds, destroy their whole city Will they get toured? Nay, do you realize I still got a break, brother When I quake in action, think of Blake and Jackson Take cover That's Lyt work, Soul Cut your lights switch, see how the Lyt works, Soul I cut the light switch off and your light switch off, Soul Somebody get this nigga help I mean, like, Soul, assist him Get him help, I'm sendin' this nigga out the Solar System I mean it's simple, Aretha Franklin, you a soul sister (That's enough, man Imma have to throw one of these masks on, man Should I finish him off? Use the mask, Day I ain't done) And I told you once, I gotta give 'em the quill And I gotta give 'em the skill I be on the tip like I tried to give 'em the bill New approach, Bull coach, I tried to give 'em the Phil For Watts, starvin', gotta get us a meal Bein' modest, this is modern astrology for the real You can't back up defeat but I try to get up the hill Cold, rack up the heat but I'm tired of niggas that grill Chicago in my blood, but I used to be the shyest Cat form, but now I'm back searchin' for the highest Platform, see where I come from, it was sirens Blackboards, eyelids see the violence, what is that for? 44 shoot, they screamin', "Who's that guy?" Jesus, his face, they screamin', "Who's that god?" We be on the top, careers gettin' too high They knew I would get a million dollars, what I do buy That pink kid in the cup, that Majin Buu fly Tragic, twin maggots, I grew up too fly They askin, "Who I?" in front of that triangle black That's that guy that come with the side kangol hat We take it back from slangin' packs to the stars mission Older now, I'm in the Rover but it's not a Mars mission Settle down, one child, marry, feel like I'm Marge pimpin' Bitches wanna eat my shorts, feel like I'm Bart Simpson I feel this a full moon, chocolate, dreams puddin' They be likin' everything I do, they're teen wolfin' But you got it, you got it bad 2Pac, [?] Two watches, that's pocket change Dude coppin' that clock exchange Credit good, I'ma pull the card out Better be hyesterectomy, show 'em how to ball out Cough, they can show that they're stomach so they fall out Whip, double roof, dog barkin' in the dog house And I gotta give 'em the Lyt My people in the struggle, I gotta give 'em a fight Ain't no equal piece of puzzle, hope God'll give us the mic Ain't no sequel to this puzzle, I gotta give us the life Wow, they say the Bugatti went up in price Wow, that's a million I'm done [Outro:] Ces jours-ci, je suis très concentré

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