Ligures

The Ligures (singular Ligus or Ligur; English: Ligurians, Greek: Λίγυες) were an ancient Indo-European people who gave their name to Liguria, a region of north-western Italy. They spoke the old Ligurian language which is generally believed to have been an Indo-European language with both Italic and particularly strong Celtic affinities.

Because of the strong Celtic influences on their language and culture, they were known already in antiquity as Celto-Ligurians (in Greek Κελτολίγυες, Keltolígues).

Classical sources

According to Plutarch they called themselves Ambrones, which could indicate a relationship with the Ambrones of northern Europe.

Strabo tells us that they were of a different race from the Celts (by which he means Gauls) who inhabited the rest of the Alps, though they resembled them in their mode of life.

Aeschylus represents Hercules as contending with the Ligures on the stony plains near the mouths of the Rhone, and Herodotus speaks of Ligures inhabiting the country above Massilia (modern Marseilles, founded by the Greeks). Thucydides also speaks of the Ligures having expelled the Sicanians, an Iberian tribe, from the banks of the river Sicanus, in Iberia. The Periplus of Pseudo-Scylax describes the Ligyes (Ligures) living along the Mediterranean coast from Antion (Antibes) as far as the mouth of the Rhone; then intermingled with the Iberians from the Rhone to Emporion in Spain. People with Ligurian names were living south of Placentia, in Italy, as late as 102 AD.

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40 Deep

by: Lecrae

Lecrae:
All s-
All s-
(The boy is dangerous)
All saved, all serious
All saved, all serious
All saved, all s-
All saved, all s-
All saved, all serious
Verse:
Yo clicked up 40 deep in the street you can find us
Ya we on theology but we be on the grind ya
When we was a youngers only had 2 place to run to
One become an animal, two get out the jungle
So we got our lion on the line bro, that's what we do
Run up on you and your crew and tell ya'll Jesus is the truth
Open air evangelists, relationships we do it all
Backpack still full of tracks with a Johnny Mac, hats to the back and our backs to the wall
Plus I got some homies out there who gon' rep the rock
If you wanna make them stop, you gon' have to bring a choppa
If they get martyred, then we gon' go harder
Share the gospel on death row and let 'em know that they been pardoned
You don't wanna get it started, this is what we do, who we are
1-1-6 to the day we die, ain't tryin to be no superstars
Chicks to the click that'll pull your car?
Usin' the street like cops in cars?
You ain't hear the truth today, I promise we'll be back tomorrow
Hook:
Clicked up 40 deep, all saved, all serious
Clicked up 40 deep, hey holla at us if you curious
Clicked up 40 deep, we all saved, all serious
Clicked up 40 deep, come holla at us if you curious
Clicked up 40 deep, all saved, all serious (Yah)
Clicked up 40 deep, all saved, all serious (Yah, it's community baby, haha)
Clicked up 40 deep, all saved, all serious (Let's take it back, Creezie, let's talk about it)
Clicked up 40 deep, all saved, all serious (Let me show you Tedashii's style, baby)
Tedashii:
To the streets, like Crae
Clicked up 40 deep, all day
Backpacks they strap 'em Johnny Mac and tracks to play for me this morning to label the streets, all day (okay)
1-1-6 for your boy, man this morning just some ??
Clicked up in community, baby, this here the ??
Trip Lee:
A clique of us is shining rhyming walking talking sharing Christ, very hype
Find us hiding behind him all prepared to fight, very tight
Fighting trying to share the cross. He spared of life
We're living by the blood like we're parasites, get it right
My team carries bunch of high beam blaring lights
Might seem scary but we nice, see we carry life
Light is seen clearly man we're glaring very bright
Check the fleet man we deep so we might seem Barry White
Ever since we heard about the murder how they buried Christ
Eyes upon the cross even though that is a scary sight
But that was the merger we converted now we very tight
He died for His bride homey, How you like the married life?
Christ the name we calling on
Cant wait til He calls us home
You know we be falling often we cant walk it all alone
My crews always rhyming like some stalkers we aint stalkin homes'




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