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awaken
Since my baby's gone

From the album "True Love"
Written by: M. Parish & H. White
Tragedy
Thomas Wayne with the DeLons
Words and Music by Gerald H. Nelson and Fred B. Burch
Peaked at # 5 in 1959
Later charted at # 10 in 1961 by
baby
Check this shit out right here, uh

E Pluribus Unum is the album I'ma drop
It'll make you bitch niggas as hard as rocks
Giving head
Tragedy
Thomas Wayne with the DeLons
Words and Music by Gerald H. Nelson and Fred B. Burch
Peaked at # 5 in 1959
Later charted at # 10 in 1961 by
62 in 1959
-Words and Music by J. Leslie McFarland and Aaron H. Schroeder


(Ooh)
They did the Wang Dang Taffy-Apple Tango
They did the Wang Dang
a G-4 private jet
Bet you get more than grazed by the nine
Laid by the side
Oh you out of bullets? Here, take some of mine
And clowns hate how I lock
Pacquaio box 'em up
How would I know H-B-O would get a shot of us
Sitting so close that we almost got snot on us
Please don't bow in my presence 
How am
Pacquaio box 'em up
How would I know H-B-O would get a shot of us
Sitting so close that we almost got snot on us
Please don't bow in my presence 
How am
to buy your single, nigga hell no!
If you dubbin' this right now 'stead of buyin' my album
You're

CHORUS [Kardinal Offishall] (Circle crew)
(You're
get smacked up
By the are-you-N-D-M-see (that's where it's at cuz)
Known as the tough cats, kickin' tough rough raps
In jeans, leather jackets, my
Artist: DJ Envy f/ Jay-Z
Album:  Blok Party Vol. 1
Song:   H.O.V.A.
Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash

[Jay-Z] + (DJ Envy)
Yo uh, dim
To the top wit my niggas
Pop wit my niggas
Drive by in whips, rock rocks wit my niggas
Break day on the hottest block wit my niggas
Just cause I 
   [DMX]
P-H-I-L-L-Y
North west south west south side
Spit it for them bitches and
Niggas who stay fly
B-Mack, Roc-a-fella till I die
Met Jay, dropped on a album in
it's only RIGHT for you to hate on me man
When I'm pushing 90 by myself up in the H.O.B. lane
They trying to figure how many mo' women that I can take
asleep
You know you're ghetto when you think you represent

But them niggas on your block ain't spendin' a red cent
And tryin' to buy your album (nigga
for me. 
The whole pop world. 

This is a phat beat, by the way. 
And I'm talkin' P.H. phat. 
Thank you uh, to uh, DJ Lethal. 
For this phat beat.
applications
Shit I like to rhyme and I won a battle or two
Down at the PAC with the crew the kid from broward can duel
Yeah he got a few filler lines
By now
a hammer than a nail

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*written by Bob Geldof
*taken from the album "The Happy Club"
Ratin latent, and perpetratin 

My album's love mics, tough like dirt bikes 

You get frantic, New York City, run and panic 

California, I switch
Hip over the phone, he's like "oh, yo that s*** is crazy
Jay might want it for this compilation album he doin, called The Dynasty."
And at that time,
And to think you could hang with me
I never would spit this game for free
I'm the T-double-O, S-H, O-are-T
I rock all stages and any parties
Any my style is
with them thugs from the are-O-see
Sigel Sigel in the house

[Beanie Sigel]
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
thugs from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house

Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer

Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in the house
thugs from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house

Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer

Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in
fuckin' way
But here I am, workin' in the studio
And your album ain't out because you're movin' slow
By the time you make one I'll be on ten
Hit the studio