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Jumpin' Jack Flash

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I was born in a cross-fire hurricane And I howled at my ma in the driving rain, But it's all right now, in fact, it's a gas! But it's all right. I'm Jumpin' Jack Flash, It's a gas! Gas! Gas! I was raised by a toothless, bearded hag, I was schooled with a strap right across my back, But it's all right now, in fact, it's a gas! But it's all right, I'm Jumpin' Jack Flash, It's a gas! Gas! Gas! I was drowned, I was washed up and left for dead. I fell down to my feet and I saw they bled. I frowned at the crumbs of a crust of bread. I was crowned with a spike right thru my head. But it's all right now, in fact, it's a gas! But it's all right, I'm Jumpin' Jack Flash, It's a gas! Gas! Gas!

Jumping Jack Flash

JOHNNY WINTER
I was born in a crossfire Hurricane In a house (mama) in the fallin rain Well it's all right, in fact it's a gas It's all right, (now) jumpin jack flash is a gas gas gas I was raised by a toothless bearded haag I was schooled with a strap right across my back (Ya) Well it's all right, in fact it's a gas It's all right (now) jumpin jack is a gas gas gas I was drowned, washed up and left for dead I looked down at my feet and I saw they bled I looked down at the cross from across my bed I was crowned with a spike right through my head Well it's all right, in fact it's a gas It's all right (now) jumpin jack flash is a gas gas gas

Jumpin' Jack Flash

ARETHA FRANKLIN "Aretha"
I was born in a cross-fire hurricane And I howled at my ma in the driving rain, But it's all right now, in fact, it's a gas! But it's all right. I'm jumpin' jack flash, It's a gas! gas! gas! I was raised by a toothless, bearded hag, I was schooled with a strap right across my back, But it's all right now, in fact, it's a gas! But it's all right, I'm jumpin' jack flash, It's a gas! gas! gas! I was drowned, I was washed up and left for dead. I fell down to my feet and I saw they bled. I frowned at the crumbs of a crust of bread. Yeah, yeah, yeah I was crowned with a spike right thru my head. But it's all right now, in fact, it's a gas! But it's all right, I'm jumpin' jack flash, It's a gas! gas! gas! Jumping jack flash, it's a gas Jumping jack flash, it's a gas Jumping jack flash, it's a gas Jumping jack flash, it's a gas Jumping jack flash

Common Sense

ICE-T "The Seventh Deadly Sin"
It starts like this Gats hit harder than fists Just cock and lick it The aftermath's wicked Brass gets evicted Another crew shot Can't put your strap back in your waist Cause your barrel's too hot You did it kid The more dead The more weight on your head Plus you ganked a suitcase Full of black tar H Baby boy, twenty keys Dead Colombian Gs Now you're ballin full speed One slip you bleed You had your nigga with you Hard rock street gorilla hitter He took a hot one in the shoulder Now he's bendin over Mad illegal Nigga flipped harder than Buggsy Segal He wet the room up with the rocket launchin Desert eagle Blood oozin through his black dickies Ya nigga say he's getting dizzy The car seat's fuckin getting sticky He leaned back, his whole chest plate's cracked You thought they hit him once He must of got double clapped Your niggas dyin but he ain't cryin Soldier no doubt He looked you dead in the eye Said 'get that money' checked out Ballin bent him back in the black S T S but where he's going no stress Your niggas dead, but you're thinkin bout head Fly hoes and condos Once you flip the kilos The fact your niggas out aint shit to ya More profit for your greedy ass No one to split the grip wit ya [Chorus:] Common sense will keep you safer than vests Ambulance, cots, cause real niggas give head shots LA streets will make your guts leak Player no doubt Young killers live for drug wars and shoot outs You flipped your chip Motorola, called your hooker Said you had a little foul up Told the ho to wet some towels up She didn't even talk Clicked the phone off Might a new some weak niggas But this bitch aint soft Make your next call Straight to your chicano connect Said they would flip the boy for girl Up the weight, give you Peruvian flake You had to dump the body, Burned it beyond recognition Back back in commission Scooped your hooker, cleaned your seats off Squeezed off Two in her head Now the fuckin bitch is dead You're all alone just how you liked it Straight laced hustler from hell Street life you spiked it It's time to hook up with the mexicanos Layin in the Dooly parking lot of a McDonalds Hit the corner they was there You're prepared Circled the block, screwed your silencer on Rock the esse they had Kickin back to get ya Crept on the dropped truck Double crossin ducks got bucked Check the back of the cab Suckas had the fuckin math Ten more keys of uncut pure cash (Yes!) Now your weighin thirty full keys Of girl and the pony Jumped for your lack Hit the yack threw your head back The big time is what you wanted And now you got it The devil put the strap in your palm And you shot it [Chorus] It's going down now On forever Square life is never Buck wildin is your life stylin Mashed out Hit a motel room Crashed out Called up a ho to get your dick sucked though Bad bitch phat backs green contacts Real hair, kept her feet all night in the air Kind of square Said she only worked the streets a week Said her boyfriend kicked her out And she needed to eat She cuddled to you like a baby Keep the girl mabey The pussy was tighter than fuck drove you crazy She kissed you on your chest and legs Asked you to fuck her in the ass Then she started to beg It kind of got you open, no doubt When baby doll fell asleep, with your dick in her mouth Now you're layin there, lookin at the motel door Hand on your strap, some beautiful whore You fuckin relaxed, fell a fuckin sleep bad move Big game take little game, show and prove Baby jumped up, went for the strap Dumped off Three shots in your face Grabbed the sutcase Don't forget, grab the blow then jet Before that ho hit the door she sipped a glass of Moet Street life sabatoge Niggas wanna live large Demon ho out for cheddar Capped you with your own Berreta [Chorus]

Vs The World

AMON AMARTH "Versus The World"
One we were scum of the Earth Now we've cleared our names In Nifelheim came rebirth Baptized in Mount Doom's flames A decade now we've fought this war Never yielding from our path Our journeys take us to foreign shores Where we let our metal blast We've been battered and left for dead We've been beaten and we have bled But we always made it through - Vs the world This may be our last quest Before we're put to rest The end is coming soon - Vs the world Warriors of the grave took us south Hell bent on genocide They made us face the brutal truth This would be no easy ride Grotesque creatures of the sky Met with us on winter fields Christian god cast aside - Massacre of hallowed eve We've been battered and left for dead We've been beaten and we have bled But we always made it through - Vs the world This may be our last quest Before we're put to rest The end is coming soon - Vs the world Persian demons brought us south On merciless campaign We've raided the western shores Always going against the grain All these years we've fought to win And sometimes almost died I tell you now we won't give in Without a vicious fight We've been battered and left for dead We've been beaten and we have bled Versus the world

Driving In The Rain

John Wesley Harding "The Name Above The Title"
With all your vice and volume the whole of last week The plastic pretenders to paradise speak Of your fictions of triumph and legends of pain The sense that you'd left you'd be back once again There's a glint in your eyes and the sky starts to laugh It's two to one you never did things by half And I'm out on the rooftops yelling your name Cos without you this town will be too much the same You went driving in the rain I'll never see you again There's nothing in the air left to compare To all of your passion and genius pain You went driving in the rain I'll never see you again There was talk of an illness that came by surprise The papers did penance, the whole town took sides Oh, but it was your dancing and mischeivous mind And then we were shot of you, but no-one's that blind And there's flowers have bloomed down the side of your street Where you and your demons did openly meet And I hope it's wide open where you've got to There's closed minds in this town that couldn't accept you (Chorus) They're making excuses, the reasons the facts They're reasoning how long you'll take to come back But there's guilt in their prayers, maybe shame in their pride They know it was no fault of yours down inside They steps can't be retraced cos tracks disappear And there'd be no welcome for you back here Because you were the worst side of everyone's soul They had to get rid or face up to the cold (Chorus)

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