Angels With Dirty Faces
Album - 25 maggio 1998 - Debaser id 17616

I've been working so hard
Just came home from my job
I look down in my wallet
Goddamit I been robbed
Where can my money be now
[Five of a???] a week's long work
What can I do now
I got so many bills to pay
You got me singing the blues
And I'm payin all my dues
You got me singing the blues
And I'm payin all my dues

[????] Outta my pocket
Oh what a day
The bills are gonna rob me tomorrow
That's why I need my ten dollars today
You got me singing the blues
And I'm payin all my dues...

CHOIR
Those men will break your bones
Don't know how to build stable homes
Those men will break your bones
Don't know how to build stable homes

PJH (* = and Tricky)
Those men will break your bones
Don't know how to build stable homes
* We lose our voice more each year
* Maybe we won't bring some
* Is there Cancer in the throat No Stress
Maybe its supposed to kill the success
* Because success needs killing
Murder is media
Forced laugh, Forged autograph
* First my body, now my corpse
Those men will break your bones
Don't know how to build stable homes
Life is pain, Murder is fame
* And if you're famous you might get aquitted
There's nowhere to run away
* Damn you I hope you pay
And finish the day-to-day
The games we play
* Those men will break your bones
* Don't know how to build stable homes
I will stay at home
* And talk on the telephone
Cos nothing in this world I want from you
Don't free yourself, run and cry
Too scared to live
Too quick to die
* Those men will break your bones
* Don't know how to build stable homes
* Those men will break your bones
* Don't know how to build stable homes
* Those men will break your bones
* Don't know how to build stable homes

CHOIR
Don't know how to build stable homes
Those men will break your bones
Don't know how to build stable homes
Those men will break your bones
Don't know how to build stable homes
Stable Homes
Those men will break your bones
Stable homes
Those men will break your bones
Stable homes
Those men will break your bones

Six Minutes I'm on (repeat)
It's a long way from Knowle West to Hollywood
I've never seen a triple beam
From LA to NY I eat pork make 'em scream

Six minutes I'm on
I'm premenstrual I bleed because I'm not a vegetable
Six minutes I'm on
Lies don't suit me I think it's my duty to say I don't like guns
And in them comes spoil the rude boys funds
I'm resilian I don't just wanna make a million
And if the radio shows throw low blows
We do this with or without the air play
Like a cycle forget about Michael
I'm gonna take this time out for a promotional click
Durban Poison artist are the smartest
In this industry full of vomit
My voodoo make 'em sick
My voodoo make 'em sick

Now when people got a good thing they want to make it a bigger thing
Bullet proof from the truth
Now it's gone to far
And all the tough guys are dropping like flies
Like old styles and riches and those industry bitches
I hear they're taking over the benches
To be high paid wenches

Forget the champaign at the bar you need A&R
Is this making music or money?
I can't make my mind up
They think they're safe 'cause they're signed up
You're under contracts that brakes those backs
You brag and boast now look-a-here I control my destiny
I control my career

Now when people got a good thing they want to make it a bigger thing
Bullet proof from the truth
Now it's gone too far
And all the tough guys are dropping like flies
Like old styles and riches and those industry bitches
I hear they're taking over the benches
To be high paid wenches

Tricky:
Starts off in the hips
Move to my lips
For all those who want to analyze me
For all those who want to analyze me
Start it off in the hips
Move to my lips

For all those who want to analyze me

My mother committed suicide when I was four or five
I love mike-o was killed by a psycho
I love mike-o was killed by a psycho
But I'm not sad or sorry 'cause we be tomorrow
But I'm not sad or sorry 'cause we be tomorrow

Martina:
Will it be on hot land, on hot sand
Or maybe concrete corner - december
Red zones in my head phones
The devil's tools - inside us fools
The devil's tools - inside us fools
Love shall leave me alone
Love shall leave me alone
Love shall leave me alone
Love shall

Will it be on hot sand, on hot land
Or maybe a concrete corner - december
Red zones in my head phones
The devil's tools - inside us fools
The devil's tools
Love shall leave me alone
Love shall

Will it be on hot land, on hot sand
Will it be, will it be,
Will it be on hot land, on hot sand
Or maybe a
Concrete corner - december
Red zones in my head phones
Red zones

Well I'm sittin on my lunch break, grinnin my teeth
It's the last day of the week, boy what a relief
My muscles kind of ache, they felt rigid and stuff
So I turned around, and I smoked this big fat spliff
Now I'm happy as can be I'm in this pothead spell
I put some eyedrops in my eyes so that no one can tell
Now It's 5: 45 almost time for the bell
I'm back on the job, I don't bother no one
I keep strictly to [myself] till my job is done
Now it's 5: 45 it's time to have fun
I'm hangin out with a rapper, a kid named Don
We got more drunk than a skunk and happy as can be
We went, to the Latin Quarters and we got in free
Scoopin all the girls with my fly jewelry
Cause I'm a fly brown brother and you can't school me
Boogie Down was performin hey they ain't no joke
And a bunch of Brooklyn kids was lookin all up my throat
Was it my big chains with the big plates on em?
Then they rolled on me and told me to run em

This was the moment I feared...
"Yo take off your chains..."
This was the moment I feared...
"You need to take those chains off..."

I said, "They're really not real, they're just a front for the girls"
Then a whole bunch of fists just, caved my world
I was in pain, so ashamed, I wish I never came
Had to pick up my face and go home on the train
Then I went to my apartment and brought me a [fort[y]]
Then I went to the park, and I sat and I thought
I seen Danny Boy blue with his girl named Sarah
In one of their cars, I think it was a [Valera/Bravera?]
She called out to me, but, I really didn't hear her
So I went a little closer so I could a little clearer
She said, "You know where... Tilden"
I said, "I know where that is, just next to my building"
I gave em the information and they I went on my way
Then I went home, and slept til two the next day
There was a knock on my door, I opened it, no quit!
It was Sarah standing there with a bag named Kit
She starts to use me and abuse me and at first I wasn't with it
Then we did it and we did it and we did it
She said it was great, she said she's glad we had done it
The elevator come and Danny Boy was on it

This was the moment I feared...
This was the moment I feared...

Well he was huffin and puffin and he swung at me -- word
So I pulled out my jam and sauced the nerd
Then he was dead two in the head I took the cash and the Visa's
She said, "Everything's all right, just make sure nobody sees us"

Now I was rich as I was rich I could have whatever would please me
Now I could wear real gold in front of folks who don't tease me
Yah, I'll be a new neighborhood dad
Cats'll roll up on me like, "Trick's my man!!"

Ya see a policeman rolled up on me and told me, "Make my day"
I said, "Relax brother," but he had proof that I had done it
He found the gun with my fingerprints on it
But now I'm in prison doin' life and I'm scared
Some kid snuffed me cold and greased me where no one dared

This was the moment I feared...
"Now bend over!"
This was the moment I feared...
"Take your trowsers down, and bend over!"

Now I'm doin' life and I'm scared
A kid knocked me cold and greased me where no one dared
The moment I feared...
This was the moment I feared...

Someone talk to me now
Energy won't move me
Oceans won't sooth me
Cry me a bayou
Slime, sleaze pass through
You love it when I'm leaving
Angels with dirty faces disappear without traces
Them bones
Love it when I'm leaving
You love it when I'm leaving
(repeat)

Water now I've got me a daughter carriage for two I call my baby Boo Hey 'T' I've got me a little black girl and this little black girl's beautiful I try to do what's dutiful Teach her to lead but never must she let go Your father's rich your father's from the get-go

So you like to demise with your pen
I was the same back when
Then and now, I wanna change
But don't know how
Do's and don'ts - don'ts I don't like
She's not Tina and I'm not like Ike
But what was Ike like
Is Ike what you write
I don't know, I don't know
We'll disarm ya, ask Julian Palmer
Only joking, too much smoking
But It's Ok, it's Ok
We've been thru too much yesterday
Tell you what we'e gonna do
They'll protect me from me, I'll protect from you
By any means by any means
Please won't you try
Stop me talking like a tough guy
Subject matter's love
Subject matter's love
What would I need another enemy
I know I love you I can feel you in my energy
I'm too scared to be a gun totting gangster wanna-be
I've got too much love inside of me
Met you on mondalay
Or next week
If I'm Tina I guess I'm weak
Big take making my head ache
It's not your fault
You don't understand
Take our hand
We give so don't be negative
You don't feel the - 'cause you feel yourself
Stuck up in your own head
Leave that till I'm dead
What do I think
I think instinct

I can see you changing me I can see you changing me I wanna take my clothes off tear my mouth and nose off and take out my eyes Take out my eyes Wanna walk on warm leaves Hot sand cold breeze Hot sun - I want my mum Look mum I'm on top of the world World wide plaza I got asthma I wanna demonstrate hate I wanna rattle I wanna blow my head off in Seattle No way check it I can see a change in me I deserve to die because of lies We have to die because of lies Wanna take my clothes off tear my mouth and nose off and take out my eyes Take out my eyes

Trample on my
Trample on my soul
Kill me with a quickness
Trample on my soul
Kill me with a quickness
Trample on my soul
Money greedy
Money greedy
I trust you over all
The way you brake my heart
The way you trample on my soul

Kill me with a quickness
Kill me with a quickness

Money greedy
I trust you over all
Money greedy
I trust you over all
You trample on my soul
You trample on my soul
You trample on my soul

Tricola-ola
Donde este bien je t'aime je tombe
I be dead when I'm strong

Tricola-ola
Donde este bien je t'aime je tombe
I be dead when I'm strong

I love I fall
It's a crime how I crawl
I grin and bear it
You can't compare it

Marathons of comparisons

The 't' to the 'r' to the 'icky'
You can't get close
Brag then I boast
What have I got to boast about

Ghetto traps didn't trap me, I got out
Security social
Standing in government lines
Standing in government lines
Standing in government lines
I takes what's mines
I takes what's mines
Money greedy
I love you over all
Money greedy
You trample on my soul
You trample on my soul
You trample on my soul

Kill me with a quickness
I guess it's strictly business
Kill me with a quickness
I guess it's strictly business

Remember we used to sit in the brits
Never won any awards
That's not what we used to look towards
Money greedy
Tricola-ola
Donde este bien je t'aime je tombe
Comparison, marathon
Comparison
Can't get close
Brag when I boast
What have I got to boast about
Ghetto traps didn't trap me, I got out
Standing in government lines
Take what's mines
Tricola-bola
Tricola-ola
I love you over all
You trample on my soul

I trust you over all
I trust you over all

Why the fuck do they keep making those guns?
Chew compassion save some sons
Why'd you keep buying their guns
Foolish, life's too short for stray bullets
Why'd you keep buying their guns
Foolish
Corporate companies love when them kill themselves
It boost up the record sales
Why'd you keep making your guns?
Chew compassion save some sons
Why'd you keep buying your guns?
Foolish
Life's too short for stray bullets
Record companies love when them kill themselves
It boost up the record sales
Now which one of you's gonna be the next Niggy
You don't have to worry 'bout them
2Pak holding hands with Biggy
I watch where I venture, see
'Cause I don't like this century
Back up chicks
All you got is hips
I see your hollow way
My baby mamma kick it like Billie Holiday
I watch where I venture see 'cause I don't like this century
Why the fuck do they keep making their guns?
Chew compassion save some sons

Why the fuck do they keep making their guns?
Chew compassion save some sons