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Hits of Barry Manilow (Nina) · Hits of Barry Manilow [Bonus Tracks] (Nina) · The Very Best of Barry Manilow (Barry Manilow) · A Tribute to Barry Manilow (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Music and Passion: The Best of Barry Manilow (Barry Manilow) · The Music of Barry Manilow (Barry Manilow) · Barry Manilow II (Barry Manilow) · Barry Manilow (Barry Manilow) · Barry Manilow II (Barry Manilow) · Barry Manilow I (Barry Manilow) – and 90 other albums »


niggas gettin' money 
Just a bittersweet symphony 

I play these keys, handle dope Barry Manilow 
The game a bitch but at times she sweet as cantaloupe
in 1966, when he was twenty.
The first recording of this song was by Ronnie Burns in Australia. It was a top 20 hit for him in Australia in July 1967.
As he came up to the window, heard the sound of, Barry Manilow
He came into her apartment, smelled the Ben Gay, and the chocolate
She was sitting
Would we

Momus :
By many names I've been known
Gil Martin, also Don Van Vliet
Giovanni, Mantovani, Barry Manilow
I could go on

Miss Gee :
bus back,
We hit 'em when we see 'em coming back for more,
Back for more

Next up my n**** Mack Maine
Stupid-Mack-Nupid
One Hundred

Michael,
bitch,
Lil' Weezy stand tall, Tippy-toe in this bitch
Blood gang muthafucka' da da doe in this bitch,
Make ya girl get Barry Manilow in this bitch,
In
you don't know me by now, you'll never know
Stepping on my critics, beating on my foes
The plan is to stay focused, only then I can grow
Straight
and break it down!
{​NERRRRRRRR-VOUS!}​
Okay.. this album has been funded
By the Blastmaster KRS-One Fund
Ha ha ha ha ha ha hah!
You know what? We're
Verse Two [Lord Digga]
If I can't get this by flowing
I?ma take it without ya?ll niggas knowin
Would hit ya
Fuck up ya city like a twista
Blow up
my test 

[Chorus]
Happy people (yeah, yeah yeah, yeah) 
Keep the world turning, turning
Oh I believe that, happy people (yeah, yeah yeah, yeah)
my test 

[Chorus]
Happy people (yeah, yeah yeah, yeah) 
Keep the world turning, turning
Oh I believe that, happy people (yeah, yeah yeah, yeah)
and destiny
We three testaments to hope
(Even though the evil stole this motherfuckin misfit)

Copy referred upon as statistics
List it, test it, shit's burned
[Hook] 

You hear a lot of music, but it's boring 
You hear a lot of flows, but don't enjoy 'em 
You hear a lot of albums, and you snoring 
But
Chorus:
Runaway, run for your life he's returned...

[Carlos Coy]
I ain't worked in 2 years, guess who's back
Still, my whole albums sell like crack
enemies deceased
Die like a bitch
When my album hit the streets
Niggas Can't C Me

Niggas Can't C Me

The stares of a million pairs of eyes
And you'll never
never know until it hit my mouth
Some call it the X, some call it the E
Whassup?  Why'ontch'all introduce this bitch to me
So I can take her by the hand
To party and have some fun
What is it that,
Can come and take away all your stress, tell me
Music
No further questions, you have passed my test

Happy people
The fact the only way a brother can survive the game
The block hard to get by the dope dealing, fatal killings
In fair times so writing rhymes
It ain't
The fact the only way a brother can survive the game
The block hard to get by the dope dealing, fatal killings
In fair times so writing rhymes
It ain't
[Chorus]
Runaway, run for your life he's returned...

[Carlos Coy]
I ain't worked in 2 years, guess who's back
Still, my whole albums sell like
stop
KRS-One
Puff Daddy
Bad Boy remix
Hit me baby

Hear the sound of my money machine
See the 600 Benz see the chrome rims gleam
See the teacher
stop
KRS-One
Puff Daddy
Bad Boy remix
Hit me baby

Hear the sound of my money machine
See the 600 Benz see the chrome rims gleam
See the teacher
stop
KRS-One
Puff Daddy
Bad Boy remix
Hit me baby

Hear the sound of my money machine
See the 600 Benz see the chrome rims gleam
See the teacher
a leak
Now I'm five dollars poor, about to hit the door
When I thought about the kiss, put my tongue down her throat
Then her brother stepped up, she
The fact the only way a brother can survive the game
The block hard to get by the dope dealing, fatal killings
In fair times so writing rhymes
It ain't