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Maximum Maroon 5: The Unauthorised Biography of Maroon 5 (Maroon 5) · Guitar Tribute To Maroon 5 (Dark One Lite) · Maroon (Barenaked Ladies) · Maroon [Australia Bonus Track] (Barenaked Ladies) · Maroon (Barenaked Ladies) · Country Favorites [Maroon] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Chartbuster Karaoke Gold: Maroon 5 (Rihanna) · Maroon (Barenaked Ladies) · Yoga to Maroon 5 (Yoga Pop Ups) · Lullaby Versions of Maroon 5 (Twinkle Twinkle Little Rock Star) – and 90 other albums »


grind
Just copped a maroon 5, no Adam Levine
Came a man by myself, only father was time
I know that she relate baby daddy ain't shit
So she raised that
[Talking]
Man, who would've thought I would've made it this far?
It's number five
Five albums
I recognize that it's because of you (c'mon)
It's only
Bill Broonzy - guitar
Ransom Knowling - sbass, Judge Riley - drums
Album Complete Recorded Works Vol 5
October 19, 1945 - November 12, 1947
Document
"The Mess"
Jack, when you convalesce

Outta your seat
Into the street
Make with the feet
Reet!!

If you're a P-V-T, your duty
Is to salute
virginity 
Your jam is just a dreamin' MC scheme 
gettin' crushed by a L.L. theme 
somethin' like Shaft, put you in a cask', bo! 
You little blood-clot
display-a
{*beatboxing*} AHH AHH AHHA AHH AHH, HEE HEE HEE HEE HEE
The original be	-I-Z
with the see-double-O L-V you see
Ain't no other MC like me!
This the real hip hop
(Ay, this time around I need five mics)
This the real hip hop
(?Cause my whole album ain't about ice)

Huh, back in the days, cool
virginity 
Your jam is just a dreamin' MC scheme 
gettin' crushed by a L.L. theme 
somethin' like Shaft, put you in a cask', bo! 
You little blood-clot
personality.  Do you?
Dres - Next question please.
I.B. - Ah.  Wow.  In your album you disrespect women by calling us hoes.        Why is that?
Dres - Listen,
Yo you couldn't see my with a telescope 
Words to cancer smoke your antidote 
Give me the remote turn them off 
I'll let my album melt your ass
kindergarten nigga
Huh, ask about me, see if you ain't heard

When the gun is tucked, untucked, nigga you dies
Like numchuks held by the Jet L-I
I'm
you dies
Like nunchucks held by the Jet L-I
I'm the one, thus meaning no one must try
No two, no three, no four, know why?
Because one's four-five might
[Fat Joe]
Yeah, T.S., yeah, uhh
Yo, yo...

Wonder if we all V-S'es'us
Wanna know the streets that we fuss
Now sit back and witness
wicked deams (deamons)
I keep my pistol by my bedside one in the chamber
Preoccupied with homocide my life's in danger
Rollin down the four-five beware
[Fat Joe]
Yeah, T.S., yeah, uhh
Yo, yo...

Wonder if we all V-S'es'us
Wanna know the streets that we fuss
Now sit back and witness
look like they'll pop through beaters
And the hips won't fit in the L-drop two-seater
But ma' I ain't the type to love ya
I'm a triflin', good for
display-a
{*beatboxing*} AHH AHH AHHA AHH AHH, HEE HEE HEE HEE HEE
The original be	-I-Z
with the see-double-O L-V you see
Ain't no other MC like me!
of the slums
With a shot that go, for twisted metal for cash flow
React slow nigga and get, P.L.O
By the lone gunner, who took revenge for his brother
Who got
held by the Jet L-I
I'm the one, thus meaning no one must try
No two, no three, no four, know why?
Because one's four-five might blow yo' high
You
virginity 
Your jam is just a dreamin' MC scheme 
gettin' crushed by a L.L. theme 
somethin' like Shaft, put you in a cask', bo! 
You little blood-clot
Cool & Dre
Back on the motherfucking Westside,
L.A.X niggas, yeah

Y'all know who the fuck I am

I'm free as a motherfucking bird I swear,
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
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
enough to 4-5 me up
Child of the 80s, y'all niggas is lazy
Complainin' 'bout labor pains nigga show me the baby
And my nigga Game light another L pass