funk cause y'all be the next in the long line of war stories [Chorus] [C-Bo] I breaks 'em off with this gangsta war story tale Stackin loot up
: this time I die our love ruined by your malignance broken shards of feelings are now just tainted memories left beautiful dreams that I cherished
: (Written by Bjork) Today is the last day that I'm using words They've gone out, lost their meaning Don't function anymore Let's, let's, let's get
Bone] Thug Stories, you wanna hear some thug stories? We got some real thug stories! You wanna hear some thug stories? We got some real thug stories! [
: (feat. Wigs) [Chorus: Ellie] Where do I begin To tell you all the things I feel when you're with me? The day we met I knew I'd fall so easily You
with your made up stories I was there but you didn't see me [so don't come back and pretend to tell me the night you've had with your made up stories
] [Intro: Killah Priest] Crime, Crime Stories (Will someone help me?) Crime Stories (Someone help me) Crime Stories (I'm dyin) Crime Stories [Killah
: (John Stewart) [Chorus:] I don't want to hear your stories of old. Don't show me your golden chains. For if there's just one man in this whole wide
: [Verse 1 - Obie Trice] Niggaz claim to be hard But deep down inside, you know you the pussiest nigga out of your squad Type to get stuck up, start
: Don't tell me hard luck stories And I won't tell you mine Don't tell me hard luck stories And I won't tell you mine. Every time you're feelin' fine
real stories Desire and impotence Statisfaction out of reach Often soaked with tears Bitter like the raindrops So various but close Two real stories
yet? ain't it funny how the rain keeps running down the windshield i'm still holding my doorkeys i should throw them in the backseat among the hard luck stories
: Pailing well after sixteen days, a mammoth task was set Sack the town, and rob the tower, and steal the alphabet Close the door and bar the gate, but
: There is fiction in the space between The lines on your page of memories Write it down but it doesn't mean You're not just telling stories There is
your mind (fuckers) We love the hood From the hood In the hood Swizz Beatz and I'm here for good This is my ghetto story This is my ghetto story This is my ghetto story
see your sister She lives too far away And not the next door neighbour She?s been away all day Tell me a story Like you always do Another little story
Sometimes the hero takes me Sometimes I can't let go Hello, hello Stories for boys...stories for boys...stories for boys... Stories for boys...stories for boys...stories for boys... Stories for boys...stories
: The stories of the street are mine,the Spanish voices laugh. The Cadillacs go creeping now through the night and the poison gas, and I lean from