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Poppa Was A Playa - Nas

"To My Nigga who brought me in this world Taught us right Nigga My old dad imported to the family structure Provide her God My moms a queen at university civaliza My pops maybe was late but always came"

Poppa Was A Player - Nas

"To My Nigger who brought me in this world Taught us right Nigger My old dad imported to the family structure Provide her God My moms a queen at university civaliza My pops maybe was late but always"

Hell Was A City - Marc Almond

"Heart in velvet Heart in velvet Wrap my heart in velvet Put it in your pocket Take it out each evening Kiss it and love it Wrap my heart in velvet Save it for tomorrow When you're feeling sad Let it help"

That was a crazy - O.A.R.

"My twenty thrown down in my fist of rage And the man to my left just folded down Johnny doubled up with a Royal Flush I had three jacks and a pair of nines My mind is turning just two shots more There's"

Grandpa Was A Carpenter - John Prine

"Grandpa wore his suit to dinner Nearly every day No particular reason He just dressed that way Brown necktie and a matching vest And both his wingtip shoes He built a closet on our back porch And put a"

She Was A Zombie - Suspect Zero

"it's maybe kind of weird to see my girlfriend is not quite like me and as we're cornered by the crowd they try to force the devil out of us, but everybody screams, no one understands even the two of us"

Once Was A Rose - Farse

"With white lace, both hands tied, period dress, im that thorn in your side, but i once was a rose, then you took me to the pawnshop. With make up, your face is masked, you took it all execpt the clothing"

Grandpa Was a Carpenter - The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band

"Oh, grandpa wore his suit to dinner nearly every day No particular reason, he just dressed that way Brown necktie with a matching vest and both his wingtip shoes He built a closet on our back porch and"

I Was A Prayer - Alkaline Trio

"I am waiting 'til there's nothing left I'm a prayer, all you see is breath I am empty, I am skin and bones, I'm a ribcage Well, I'm out the door with apathy But I'm coming home with sympathy I am realized,"

I Was A Lover - TV On The Radio

"I was a lover before this war Held up in a luxury suite Behind a well barricaded door Now that I've cleaned up, gone Legit I can see clearly Round hole round hole square peg don't fit I'm locked in my"

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