* - first demo as a six piece, in Culver City, 1981, by some hippie at some shitty 8 track studio (enjoy!) ** - "What Price Happiness" 7" session recorded
Translation: Youth Brigade. All Song From The Original Version Of -sound \u0026 Fury-, Except The Four Last-.
' next time again Listen One, two, three Four, five Six, seven Eight, nine We couln't change it If we tryed One, two, three, four Goodbye We
I'm grown up and been married four times Besides, I'm just a sight for soar eyes Brick city, known pop the door wide Stolen Bonneville in New York High Reversin' the plot Last
the Limo, to the plane in the pourin' rain I hate flyin' but there's no time for slow trains Another show to do, I gotta catch my crew They left last
yeah, he like go head Owens yeah Bet I'd put a n**** on his *** Squlou and Big Whop make show he don't last And young Wayne do song about the story With
jam, this my shit We don't know a word to a verse All we know is the chorus 'Cause the chorus repeats the same four words for us And the songs ginormous
, to the G-man Contemplate D-plan, make everything swing None of the Circle will sing a song sweet to the po-po It's a vision in four or four straight
to handle this, the candle's lit, the light's is dim So dark be inner vision and she might lose her and inhibitions Hourglass figure make it last past ten Four hours last
lean on old familiar ways And I ain't no fool for love songs That whisper in my ears Still crazy after all these years Still crazy after all these years Four
that yeah I'm kinda shy And I'm not the kinda girl who could ever approach a guy But I wanna find a way to get you to notice me I got a four wheel drive
, worldwide Them wicked bad-ass thugs You punk niggas hate us But we don?t trip We still get madd ass love I show you the rapper that's sick of this song
last long So snitch-niggaz get yo' ass on A snitch-nigga get yo' mask on Took the pledge on my own hand Then killed a rose motherfucker in my last song
Don't push me, I ain't *** You 'Would be killas', that is 'Could be' The last minute of your last breath I'm the last entrance right before your last
One, two, three, four G-string is looking for a pilot White flesh is coming down the stairs again Your look just makes me a believer Stray cats are landing
next time ima hear you, if it aint that raw(what?) ima tell the hood to close the door last chance 50, you betta bring it(last chance 50) and i dont mean
't know it was so much politicin' I feel like a motherfuckin' politician Just yesterday I was out there hustlin' Did a three song demo, now they want me in Nines and four
