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Unknown Artist All Through The Night

law All constituional rights have been suspended Verse Three: B-Real The most scandalous, cut the bad apple, we can handle this Coast trippin goin on through

walk wit me) Chorus(Unknown Artist) Take-one-look-in-side-my-soul And all-that-you-see-is-The ghetto Walk it out... WAAAAALK, walk wit me Through

with an iron will, All around her sleeping husband. Oh, the top sheet, the bottom sheet, too, The blanket stitched to the mattress through, She stitched and stitched for the whole night through

for You can hit me with the book, brick, hammer and all I dig a tunnel or just scale the jailhouse wall Your honor.. [Chorus: unknown reggae artist]

Mr. Rhymer True, radios green for the spies Spies like us see everything you do Every move you make, every last clue All the mistakes and all the check

law All constituional rights have been suspended Verse Three: B-Real The most scandalous, cut the bad apple, we can handle this Coast trippin goin on through

law All constituional rights have been suspended Verse Three: B-Real The most scandalous, cut the bad apple, we can handle this Coast trippin goin on through

total control. Get me out of this predicament before I go unknown. I'm up here dying. You paid your admissions; did you get what you wanted? This night

the late night news on CNN Where you can find your child missin, listenin To the artist whose ambition is write like he got a life sentencing Interesting and convincing, get ran through All