rules No mercy, no compassion There's only school to enter And only a language to learn Nobody can escape From the laws of scourge Hunted by all the
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The New Pornographers - The Laws Have Changed it was crime at the time but the laws, we changed 'em though the hero for hire's forever the same one
Even though the laws patrollin' Them jackers get rollin' So they can't out hold it 'Cuz I ain't about to go down Even though the laws patrollin' Them
Dj turn the music I wanna feel it Three 6 mafia Kingston Tiesto (Sean Kingston) (Chrous) I say DJ turn the music up And send another round going to
Who da fuck you playin' wit Nigga get hard boy or get smacked like a bitch Bitch get hard hoe or get whooped like a nigga Oh shit, they done fucked up
uhh oh Hit her maw-maw's behind They're my Indian in-laws Might be kin to Tim McGraw But they came to me, naw Might have to leave my wife 'Cause my Indian in-laws
and your eviction Yer living the laws Yer living the laws Yer living the laws Yer living the laws Yer living the laws Yer living the laws Blind exploitation
with fury what it may create Witness the decay of order Where is your system now Here's to the fall of the laws of reason Let the madness out Ripping
It was crime at the time but the laws we changed 'em Though the hero forgot us for another sane one (??) Introducing for the first time, Phil on the
the dude who got the dope and I think he see me too [Chorus: repeat 4X] It's zero tolerance around here (fuck them laws) It's zero tolerance around here (man fuck them laws
cause All this was because you rose All that's moved across Was meaningless you show All this was towards All this was towards your goal All the laws
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Once upon a time there were Irish Ways and Irish Laws Villages of Irish blood Waking to the morning Waking to the morning Then the Vikings came around
They've got these laws against love between you and me I've got to break the chains of love between you and me They've got laws... They've got these laws
don't need no pants We don't need no pants Cause all we need is a funky rhythm And a movement about your ass! Today kids, we learn the rules and laws
I remember the first time I ever saw you was in a picture Hung it on my wall, and to this day Yours still stands by the window In remembrance of the best