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Albums:

Walk Idiot Walk [Enhanced] (The Hives) · Son of Walk That Walk (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Walk That Walk, Talk That Talk (The Fabulous Thunderbirds) · Walk How We Walk (Big Inf) · Powerful Stuff/Walk That Walk, Talk That Talk (The Fabulous Thunderbirds) · Walk Don't Run/Walk, Don't Run, Vol. 2 (The Ventures) · Walk That Walk (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Powerful Stuff/Walk That Walk, Talk That Talk (The Fabulous Thunderbirds) · Walk the Walk...Talk the Talk (HeadCat) · Walk on the Moon (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 90 other albums »


on your fucking wall, necklace-wearing bitch
You don't want this money till it's rich
Buy my album, coded by Dirty, set you free
Go against the grain, I
an album, get classes

[Chorus]

Look around your surrounded by the M-O-B-D-E-E-P
Infamous niggas rep Queensbridge housing P's
My dunns come through
an album, get classes

(Chorus)

(Prodigy)
Look around your surrounded by the M-O-B
B-D-E-E-P
Infamous niggas rep Queensbridge housing P's
My dunns
disbelief
41 shots, a young brotha deceased
Gunned down by police, is there no justice, no peace?
So fuck the police, listen, I walk with P.
Ignorance
The Intergalactic Laxative
Words & Music by: Donovan Leitch - 1973
Performed by: Donovan
Album: Cosmic Wheels - 1973


I was impressed like everyone,
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*written by Bob Geldof
*taken from the album entitled "The Vegetarians of Love"
to me
I'll be waitin' on you, dawg at the office, peace

Now I'm thinkin' hard as I walk to my house
The fuck have I done now, what could he be talkin'
on the phone, come talk to me
I'll be waitin' on you, dawg at the office, peace

Now I'm thinkin' hard as I walk to my house
The fuck have I done now, what
a gritty fiend for, 
Money, power, respect, get it by any means uh,
New Yorker, slick talker, walk like a brick flipper,
Decimal doctor, multiply to get
By Harry Nilsson A.S.C.A.P and Richard Starkey M.B.E.


STOP AND TAKE THE TIME TO SMELL THE ROSES,
STOP AND TAKE THE TIME TO FILL YOUR NOSES,
STOP
niggers with me on a,
So I recommend your fagot ass to walk by, we movin' money
Touch the sky the, the more about the might dollar
Let's keep it real, ya
To salute the moon of our paradise lost and you're a spectator
Stringent, inch by sacred inch shoveling colon in my earthworm soul
Borough up through the dirt
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
Down to ozones
I'm Dat, nigga, D A to the Z
A motherfuckin playa, for the D P to the G

Connectin' lyrics like dot to dot, connectin' blocks
I
gold
And maybe get rich, hol' up
Trinidad Jame$ in four weeks but now my album platinum and shit, so what
Y'all keep the numbers
I'm more than
to no good the whole world would ask us
And when the girls would walk by we would try to catch their eye
And if they didn't show face we would act
stalker
Words thrillin', so real they're chillin', the hit author
Gettin' louder than a shot gun, you don't want none
Rhyme pays was the name of the album
know how we go
My best friend Steven at the Home Depot
Laurelton is in the house, I can't forget Southside
Walk past MCs like that girl did
fore wall, necklace wearin' beard
You don't want this money till it's rich
Buy my album, coded by Dirty, set you free
Go against the grain, I got
fore wall, necklace wearin' beard
You don't want this money till it's rich
Buy my album, coded by Dirty, set you free
Go against the grain, I got
to see this nigga everyday up at the school 
I mean dude was cool type of fool 
who always said what he meant 
You could peep him at lunch
Freestylin by
call it my birthplace
Whenever I walk in they makin' the worst face
Surrounded by Fillipinos I think of the worst case
Watch blue and green diamonds I
in your world 
Let me see the backside of your moon 
No Vickies only La Perl-a
Let me take you to Indonesia 
Where nobody can reach us
There's no
been, I've been workin 
But sounds makin danger, and black birds chirpin 
A real Damian, Omen possessed by the devil 
You dig the rhythm, and I'll play