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Gangland - The Business

"You Grow up fast thinking nothing will last you grow up hard, so young and so scared When your poor you got nothing to lose just a life full of anger and booze So when your backs up against the wall and"

Jin Vs. Luck Luciano - Jin

"uh, see, i really don't know what you're doin he got a kobe bryant jersey on, but look more like a light-skin patrick ewing i'm nice wit it when im spittin, come on, in a week or so i'll be spittin"

Beverly - Bobbie Gentry

"Beverly packs her lunch pail silently In the light of the dawn's gray gloom In her lonely room Beverly works all day at the factory On her feet from five to nine On the assembly line Beverly drifts away"

Fight For Your Right (To Party) - Beastie Boys

"You wake up late for school - man you don't wanna go You ask you mom, "Please?" - but she still says, "No!" You missed two classes - and no homework But your teacher preaches class like you're some"

Eminence Front - The Who

"The 1 shines And people forget The spray flies as the speedboat glides And people forget Forget they're hiding The girls smile And people forget The snow packs as the skier tracks And people forget Forget"

U.S.A. for U.S.A. - Carnivore

"Listen to this All you douchebagsIt's time that We laid down the lawWe're tired of Taking your shitAnd we ain't Ggonna take it no moreBe prepared to fight and dieSo that we may be freeAnd if you don't"

A stitch in time - Jethro Tull

"I work in dark factories --- a cog in the big wheel driving grey satanic mills and weaving sad stories. And faceless masters --- oh, they pay me plenty --- crumbs from their luncheon packs, harsh wine"

Rejuvenation - Killing Joke

"I heard the horn sound out the callAir began to shakeBecause it's hunting time againSenses start to wakeSo you get up on your feetAnd you gather into packsAnd then the packs become a hordeThen we all begin"

Fight for your right - Beastie Boys

"You wake up late for school - man you don't wanna goYou ask you mom, "Please?" - but she still says, "No!"You missed two classes - and no homeworkBut your teacher preaches class like you're some kind of"

Black Paper, Black Ink - Camden

"And I hate what you told me 'Bout what I think That it's a black paper Written on with black ink Now let me tell you one thing About what you said I'd rather die Than to have you here in my bed Yeah,"

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