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Hoover Street Rancid

She's a Salvador immigrant, head through a thin wall A frail hooker, holding her carnal walls Gleaming sky scraper bunker he looked down Laugh hysterically and then he spread around On Hoover Street, then

Ghetto Box Rancid

Ghetto box talking (time for the back streets) Cocaine's rocking (time for the back streets) And I'm not finished talking (time for the back streets) Rancid punks ain't stopping (time for the back streets

In The Streets Rancid

times again The cops will come out when the sun goes down From dawn to dusk while we give up the town With the closest walk, they don't make a sound Got the baddest of the bad aren't coming around The street

Union Blood Rancid

was a general strike The media clamed that the commies were taking over and some believed it was true 3 un compremising strikes was paved the way Minn Sf and Toledo But on the sitiuation But on the street

Detroit Rancid

I didn't know what time it was until the sun went down Detroit Michigan on the bus downtown Last night I was fighting on the street But tonight I have a girl next to me in this cold world She brings me

Axiom Rancid

On the cusp of an explosion I answer with evil that's the way that I play it Street Turks multiple contusions I gnash spit I grind my teeth Got a gun and a knife Staring back at you No security force or

Reconciliation Rancid

sides Triggered a sudden excitement into the battle night Shadow of Robin Island cloud the symbol of change Nelson spent 18 years on Robin Island estranged I hear a voice in Cape Town on Bohemian Long Street

Mud, Blood, & Gold Rancid

slaughter [Chorus: Tim Armstrong & Lars Frederiksen] Mud, blood, and gold (and gold, and gold, and gold) Mud, blood, and gold (and gold, and gold, and gold) [Verse 2: Tim Armstrong] Find yourself on a street

Olympia Wa Rancid

OLYMPIA WA Hangin' out with Lars on 6th street he knew I was in trouble I was feeling much like the devil there was something burnin' deep inside of me ran into three Puerto Ricans these girls

As Wicked Rancid

AS WICKED I saw an old man on the street he was in a dumpster lookin' for somethin' to eat he moved so slow like a dyin' dream like a machinist who got caught in the machine I saw this lady and

New American Rancid

Armstrong & Tim Armstrong, Lars Frederiksen & Matt Freeman] As I watched the sun go down The night is just begun This is my home now For I am a new American [Verse 3: Tim Armstrong] Sixteen days, dead-end street

Something In The World Today Rancid

There's something in the street tonight Don't know what it is, but it won't keep quiet Breaking through your masses on your radio brodcaster There's something in the air tonight And it's turning in to

Bloodclot Rancid

~ Well I'm a crazy upsetter (Driving me insane) Yea I'm a street wise professor (Who am I to blame?) Now if you listen to the record (Do you feel the same?)

Young Al Capone Rancid

there you can't see the sun no more Cold and burnt, are frostbitten hands Leave you like a flower that's been pulled from the sands Rabbid dogs chewing at my feet Trying to protect their side of the street

Travis Bickle Rancid

Rancid - Travis Bickle★ Well all the junkies they know my name And every city looks the fucking same And the derelicts the street are all insane And the scum surges up and there’s no one to fucking

Roadblock Rancid

Rancid - Roadblock★ Go! Go! Go!

Let Me Go Rancid

generations, polarized view No one leaves home to go and help you Watch CNN and then you know US bombs come down and whatcha gonna do Boom, boom, boom, look around There's no more roof, no more house, no street

Cocktails Rancid

\"Rancid - Cocktails\" Broke, dough, dope, the line is choked Smoked the last dollar to a name Are you buying? Are you selling girl?

Golden Gate Fields Rancid

back to the east bay i run into "big L" My old friend Big L he's not doing so well Me and Big L grew up across the freeway from the track WE spent may days at the track I see Big L come rollin up the street

Rancid Breakbeat Era

To the left, to the right Pressure gridlock eye on the prize On my knees finally The irony is you saying please If you sleep too long the fires go out You dare to dream and we have no doubt One ahead ...

Memphis Rancid

Rancid - Memphis★ I've lived my whole life, made mistakes, From the get-go, Street kid from the start, right, no regrets though, I do what I want, yeah, cuz I said so, No sleep for the wicked,

Rats In The Hallway Rancid

on his own with no morals mr.high leaves the body in comes mr withdrawl pain is the only thing the body will alow the kid wants to dance the gangsters knows how johnny bought some shit down on market street

Coppers Rancid

sheep in the city concrete Never runs deep and dies from the heat Coppers and hoods, dead man's stood It ain't no good when you're misunderstood When you're rotting in jail, wish you would be Out on the street

Django Rancid

Rancid - Django★ Get one thing clear, first you live in fear Then you disappear, headlight you're the dear Shift gear and try to steer I see a tear, you're so fuckin insincere Django, you drag

David Courtney Rancid

Rancid - David Courtney★ Well all you motherfuckers, criminals will be suckers If you don't step aside for David Courtney Well all you motherfuckers, criminals will be suckers If you don't step

Maxwell Murder Rancid

Maxwell can tell he's in hell He just wants you to visit him there Same old game that he's playing His rules are never fair (Chorus) Nobody want to look back Everybody want to get high tonight before ...

Back Up Against the Wall Rancid

Rancid - Back Up Against The Wall★ Rock gets hot, now she can’t stop She’s a lot, a lot like a robot And she can’t be bought, and her nerves are shot And she starts to rot, from the inside out

Stand Your Ground Rancid

Rancid - Stand Your Ground★ Hold your head up high, Cuz tomorrow you may die, Cuz no one's safe around here, No one's safe around here. Stand your ground, Til you're the last one in town.

Tropical London Rancid

Rancid - Tropical London★ If you lose me, you lose a good thing, that's one thing I know for sure. If you lose me, girl, you lose a good thing, that's one thing I know for sure.

Out of control Rancid

Let's Go! The prophet speaks his language, reeks, A vile dogma that schemes and sneaks, His blood is weak, he's an oil sheik, Information leak, operation tweek There's no security in the battlefield, ...