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lot of niggaz, wanna see me in my grave (more or less) I be ready for the drama, anyday (more or less) Go to war, in the midst of gun play (more or less
of working. It's him and me and you. So often taking your side, So often slacking your line, Hoping that you will grow. Then get yourself together. But it was now or
in a better day But you will give a little more & live a little less You will give a little more, Just to find you'll live a little less than before
eyes Less to want is less to feel Wanting nothing becomes more real Less to have is less to break You hurt to sleep while I lay awake Less to go the
High up above the crowd The great Valerio is walking The rope seems hung from cloud to cloud And time stands still while he is walking His eye is steady
I was under the Calvary Cross The pale-faced lady she said to me I?ve watched you with my one green eye And I?ll hurt you ?till you need me You scuff
See the boys out walking The boys, they look so fine Dressed up in green velvet Their silver buckles shine Soon they?ll be bleary eyed Under a keg of
This cruel country has driven me down Teased me and lied, teased me and lied I?ve only sad stories to tell to this town My dreams have withered and died
has he got a friend for me He?s got the haunt of the sea in his eyes He wouldn?t notice me passing by I could be in the gutter, or dangling down from
I?m so tired of working every day, Now the weekend?s come I?m gonna throw my troubles away If you?ve got the cab fare, mister you?ll do all right I want
I feel for you, you little horror Safe at your mother?s breast No lucky break for you around the corner ?Cos your father is a bully And he thinks that