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Artist: Ghetto Gangster XX Album: Dirty South Rap Listen / Download MP3 Lyrics: [Verse 1] They lock ‘em in cages, strip ‘em of breath, System play God, dealin’ out death, Cold steel bars, where the hope don’t shine, Flawed ass trials, takin’ lives on a dime, Innocent souls caught up in the trap, Judges throw gavels, no way to clap back, From the block to the cell, it’s a rigged-up game, Death row’s a stain, yo, it’s all the same. [Chorus] No gavel, no grave, let the truth unfold, Life ain’t a debt that the state gotta hold, When the system’s crooked, who payin’ the toll? Screamin’ for justice, let the people stay whole, No gavel, no grave, we fightin’ this time! [Verse 2] They point at the block, say we born to lose, Pin us for crimes, tie the knot like a noose, Young kings caged, dreams left in the dirt, Every name on the row, feel the pain, feel the hurt, Evidence shaky, but the verdict’s still death, Families out here holdin’ on to their breath, Politicians play chess with the lives of the poor, While the rich walk free, kickin’ down every door. [Chorus] No gavel, no grave, let the truth unfold, Life ain’t a debt that the state gotta hold, When the system’s crooked, who payin’ the toll? Screamin’ for justice, let the people stay whole, No gavel, no grave, we fightin’ this time! [Verse 3] Walk in the courtroom, feel the ice in the air, Scales ain’t balanced, yo, the system don’t care, One wrong call, and your life get erased, No second chance when the reaper’s in place, They talk “justice served,” but it’s blood on the blade, Graveyards full, while the state gettin’ paid, From the hood to the pen, we demandin’ a change, Break the cycle now, let the truth rearrange. [Bridge] Every soul got a spark, let it burn, let it live, Ain’t no price on a life that the state can’t give, We march for the lost, for the names in the dark, No more executions, yo, we carry the spark, From the streets to the steps, hear the voices collide, No gavel, no grave, keep the hope alive. [Verse 4] They label us felons, but we human, we bleed, Every death they approve plant a poisonous seed, Cops, DAs, movin’ fast with the lies, While the preacher pray hard for the one who gon’ die, This ain’t retribution, it’s a cycle of pain, Killin’ don’t fix what the system done stained, We rise for the fallen, let the truth hit the block, No more state murders, yo, it’s time that it stop. [Chorus] No gavel, no grave, let the truth unfold, Life ain’t a debt that the state gotta hold, When the system’s crooked, who payin’ the toll? Screamin’ for justice, let the people stay whole, No gavel, no grave, we fightin’ this time! [Chorus] No gavel, no grave, let the truth unfold, Life ain’t a debt that the state gotta hold, When the system’s crooked, who payin’ the toll? Screamin’ for justice, let the people stay whole, No gavel, no grave, we fightin’ this time! No gavel, no grave, No gavel, no grave, No gavel, no grave. Genre: rap Style Prompt: Drill 145bpm Copyright Owner: Randolph Baggett ([email protected])

Artist: Christina Christina Album: Just Sangin' Listen / Download MP3 Lyrics: [verse 1] she was her daddy's son she liked to fight and hunt dresses just wasn't her thang but she grew up fast and she grew up fine she didn't want no diamond rang [verse 2] she liked to drink and she liked to dance but she liked the boys best of all short ones, tall ones skinny ones, fat she thought she had to try them all [chorus] she's a hard drinking, hell raising, good looking one of a kind and when she goes downtown and starts to get unwound she's gonna have a hell of a time [guitar] [verse 3] she walked into the bar like a Hollywood star every head turned to stare she put her hand on her hip she gave her long hair a flip and said, look at all these squares [verse 4] she waltzed right in reeking whiskey and sin and said, bartender set em up I've got me a plan I'm gonna find me a man one who knows how to really fuck [bridge] she likes to fight, and she likes to fuck such a crazy little redneck girl and if you win when you try your luck she's surely gonna rock your world [verse 2 reprise] she liked to drink and she liked to dance but she liked the boys best of all short ones, tall ones skinny ones, fat she thought she had to try them all [chorus] she's a hard drinking, hell raising, good looking one of a kind and when she goes downtown and starts to get unwound she's gonna have a hell of a time Gimme some guitar! [guitar solo] [chorus] she's a hard drinking, hell raising, good looking one of a kind and when she goes downtown and starts to get unwound she's gonna have a hell of a time she's one of a kind she's one of a kind she's one of a kind Genre: country Style Prompt: Hick Hop, 120 bpm, banjo, distorted electric guitar, male and female vocals, 808 bass Copyright Owner: Randolph Baggett ([email protected])

Artist: Buck Album: Hick Hop Favorites Listen / Download MP3 Lyrics: [Verse 1] I was a little boy with trusting eyes Watching you move through a world of lies You taught me lessons that no kid should learn Your broken compass, led you to wrong turns [Verse 2] Just thirteen years old when our family you broke Seventeen years old when my demon you woke To violence and rage Such that I never knew Following a path laid down by you. [chorus] Why, Mama, why did you live that way? Why, Mama, why did you make me pay? All these years behind these walls Your evil lessons caused my fall Why, Mama, why? [violent guitar solo] [Verse 3] You married a man from your darkened past A twisted love, that couldn't last. When his hands turned cruel in the dead of night You turned to me to make it right [Verse 4] That hate filled night my fists became your tool A young man's anger, a mother's fuel All these years now I continue to pay All these years now My life wastes away [Chorus] Why, Mama, why did you live that way? Why, Mama, why did you make me pay? All these years behind these walls Your evil lessons caused my fall Why, Mama, why? [slow, mournful guitar solo] [Final Chorus] Why, Mama, why did you live that way? Why, Mama, why did you make me pay? Now you're gone, but I remain Carrying this burden bound by chains Why, Mama, why? Why, Mama... why? Genre: country Style Prompt: Slow Country Rock, male vocals, distorted electric guitar. Copyright Owner: Randolph Baggett ([email protected])

Artist: RandyB305 Album: Blues Collection Listen / Download MP3 Lyrics: you say you done went and got saved i know you ain't stupid or crazed no but when you come round hanging downtown my eyes don't see in you no change now you talk bout Jesus your lord you're toting that book like a sword i hear your lips beat you're words sound so sweet but your actions are saying much more hypocrite, you're full of shit don't give me that bullshit of yours hypocrite, make me wanna spit I'll see you at Hell's fiery door hypocrite, you're full of shit don't give me that bullshit of yours hypocrite, make me wanna spit I'll see you at Hell's fiery door play me dat devil's harp [harmonica solo] now Satan needs people like you so go on and do what you do an angel of light who won't do right keeping sinners from our of the pew hypocrite, you're full of shit don't give me that bullshit of yours hypocrite, make me wanna spit I'll see you at Hell's fiery door now you talk bout Jesus your lord you're toting that book like a sword i hear your lips beat you're words sound so sweet but your actions are saying much more [guitar solo] now Satan needs people like you so go on and do what you do an angel of light who won't do right keeping sinners from our of the pew hypocrite, you're full of shit don't give me that bullshit of yours hypocrite, make me wanna spit I'll see you at Hell's fiery door Genre: blues Style Prompt: Blues, lo-fi, male vocals, distorted electric guitar Copyright Owner: Randolph Baggett ([email protected])

Artist: Ghetto Gangster XX Album: Dirty South Rap Listen / Download MP3 Lyrics: [verse 1] For years I have lingered, In a world of steel and stone. How often have I wondered "Must I always be alone?" [verse 2] Deprived of touch and love, my heart grows hard and cold. What have I become, "A monster," I am told. [CHORUS] The monster they all see, Is not who I remain. Your touch could set me free, And wipe away my pain. [guitar solo] [verse 3] Behind these bars of iron, trapped within this cage, my lonely heart needs love to heal this bitter rage. [verse 4] Will you dare to touch me? Or will you shrink in fear? Will you show the love to wipe away my tear? [guitar solo] [CHORUS] The monster they all see, Is not who I remain. Your touch could set me free, And wipe away my pain. [verse 4 reprise] Will you dare to touch me? Or will you shrink in fear? Will you show the love to wipe away my tear? [CHORUS] The monster they all see, Is not who I remain. Your touch could set me free, And wipe away my pain. [verse 3 reprise] Behind these bars of iron, trapped within this cage, my lonely heart needs love to heal this bitter rage. [verse 4 reprise] Will you dare to touch me? Or will you shrink in fear? Will you show the love to wipe away my tear? [CHORUS] The monster they all see, Is not who I remain. Your touch could set me free, And wipe away my pain. [acapella] The monster they all see, Is not who I remain. The monster they all see, Is not who I remain. Genre: rap Style Prompt: West Coast rap, trap beat, 808 bass, male vocals Copyright Owner: Randolph Baggett ([email protected])

Artist: Maggot Brain Album: Prison Hits Listen / Download MP3 Lyrics: [intro: double kick drums imitating stampeding horse] [verse 1] Sound of a thousand hoofbeats thunders through the sky. Sound of the metal warriors, today they do or die. Horses snorting fire, Flash of cold, gray steel, the fury of the metal warriors, their enemies soon will feel [chorus 1] Ride! Ride! Metal warriors ride! Glory claims the brave! Steel flashing in the morning light, Taking all we crave! The fury of the metal warriors No enemy can withstand! The the fury of the metal warriors, Conquerors of the land! [musical interlude] [verse 2] The clash of the metal warriors, plays on a blood soaked field. Sword and mace and halberd battle axe they do wield. His enemies fall before him. He slays them left and right. The fury of the metal warriors puts them all to flight. [chorus 2] Hooves like thunder, blades like fire, Victory is our call! The fury of the metal warriors Watch our enemies fall! From dawn to dusk we charge ahead, Our courage never dies! the fury of the metal warriors Claim the victor's prize! [musical interlude] [verse 3] So listen now my brother's, to this story you do hear. the fury of the metal warriors our enemies they do fear. Stand you strong and bold now. Never turn in fright. The earth is ours to conquer, children of the light. [chorus 3] Brothers bound by blood and steel, Our banners fly so high! the fury of the metal warriors Echoes through the sky! Stand together, fight as one, Our might will never fade! the fury of the metal warriors History will be made! [guitar solo] Brothers bound by blood and steel, Our banners fly so high! the fury of the metal warriors Echoes through the sky! Stand together, fight as one, Our might will never fade! the fury of the metal warriors History will be made! the fury of the metal warriors our enemies they do fear. the fury of the metal warriors our enemies they do fear. [slowly] the fury of the metal warriors Genre: rock Style Prompt: nu metal, Palm muted galloping guitar rhythm, double kick drums, male vocals Copyright Owner: Randolph Baggett ([email protected])

Artist: Natasha Album: Neon Pulse Listen / Download MP3 Lyrics: He came down from Chicago with his suitcase in his hand. He came down from Chicago searching for that promised land, said he'd make his fortune fast, gonna get all that he can. Took a job at the riverside, loading cargo day and night. Took a job at the riverside, waiting for a load just right. When he tried to hit his lick, the law put up a fight. [musical interlude] Ten long years of prison yard, No letters from his kin. Ten long years of prison yard, watching hope wear thin, till one day he made a choice, ain't no starting over again. Now he's sitting in his cell, a cold and lonely man. Now he's sitting in his cell, dreaming of that promised land, but he done gave up all his hope, gonna get out the only way that he can. [musical interlude] Now he's swinging on a rope, a cold and lonely man. Now he's swinging on a rope. Got out the only way that he can, his tongue stuck out, his eyes are bugged his neck stretched grand Warden found him Tuesday morn, face as pale as sand. Warden found him Tuesday morn, note clutched in his hand, said "Tell my mama I'm coming home, just not the way we planned." [musical interlude] Now he's swinging on a rope, a cold and lonely man. Now he's swinging on a rope. Got out the only way that he can, but I'm telling you this my friend, there's gotta be a better plan. [acapella] but I'm telling you this my friend, there's gotta be a better plan. but I'm telling you this my friend, there's gotta be a better plan. Genre: electronica Style Prompt: Trance, female vocals, delay, 808 bass Copyright Owner: Randolph Baggett ([email protected])

Artist: Maggot Brain Album: Metal Mania Listen / Download MP3 Lyrics: He rolled into Miami, Southbound 95. A gat in his lap in a Caddy. A wanted man dead or alive. He ain't gonna surrender. He ain't gonna retreat. He's going out in a blaze of glory, gonna hold court right out in the street. Black trench and New York brim. Pinkie ring like Al Capone. A knot in a clip in his pocket. Ben Franklin felt right at home. He's living for danger. He's looking for sin. He knows his life is just a gamble In a game he cannot win. Well, That's the gangster way. That's the gangster way. That's the gangster way. Dropping tips like no tomorrow. He meets a waitress in a restaurant. She said she'd like to travel. She could give him what he wants. She's looking for danger. She's lusting for him. He said, If you wanna blow this life of boredom, just leave with me, climb on in. He said, Have you ever shot a pistol? when they sat down in the car. No, but you can teach me. He said, you're gonna be a star. They ain't gonna surrender. They ain't gonna retreat. They're going out in a blaze of glory, gonna hold court right out in the street. That's the gangster way. That's the gangster way. That's the gangster way. He's in the bank withdrawing money She's waiting in the car. Her stomach's feeling funny. She wishes she was at the bar. Shots are fired. Hits are scored. Her gangster drops the money as he stumbles out the door. He collapses on the sidewalk. She jumps out the car. She's gotta save her partner. She's acting like a star. Sirens wailing. Tires screech. Now they're surrounded, and her gun is out of reach. [guitar solo] Her gangster draws her to him. He whispers in her ear, You done really good, babe. There ain't nothin to fear. He hands her his pistol. His life slips away. She stands to face the lawmen. [half time] And goes out the gangster way. She goes out the gangster way. Genre: rock Style Prompt: Heavy metal, female vocals, distorted electric guitar, 808 bass Copyright Owner: Randolph Baggett ([email protected])

Artist: Freaky Freddy Album: Funk You Listen / Download MP3 Lyrics: She's got perfect beauty, a number ten. Enough to make an angel turn to sin. With a gorgeous face and a smoking bod', enough to make a demon believe in God. She's a stunner! Yeah, she's a stunner. Her beauty is a wonder. Yeah, she's a stunner! She makes heads to turn, and jaws to drop. With a wink and a smile, she'll make your heart stop. She blows a kiss, and all the boys talk. Lord have mercy when you see that walk! Hell yeah! She's a stunner! Yeah, she's a stunner. Her beauty is a wonder. Yeah, she's a stunner! I've never seen a woman who looked more fine. Oh, how I wish that she was mine. l can't stop thinking 'bout her all the time, over and over again. I've never seen a woman who looked more fine. Oh, how I wish that she was mine. I can't stop thinking 'bout her all the time, I think I'm gonna go insane. [guitar solo] She's got perfect beauty, a number ten. Enough to make an angel turn to sin. With a gorgeous face and a smoking bod', enough to make a demon believe in God. She's got perfect beauty, a number ten. Enough to make an angel turn to sin. With a gorgeous face and a smoking bod', enough to make a demon believe in God. She's a stunner! Yeah, she's a stunner. Her beauty is a wonder. Yeah, she's a stunner! She makes heads to turn, and jaws to drop. With a wink and a smile, she'll make your heart stop. She blows a kiss, and all the boys talk. Lord have mercy when you see that walk! Hell yeah! She's a stunner! Genre: groovin Style Prompt: 1980s electro funk, male vocals, 808 bass Copyright Owner: Randolph Baggett ([email protected])