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got um tribe
Got my squaw right by my side
My Flagboy, he just went by
My Spyboy, he's full of fire
Me whole tribe is havin' fun
We gonna dance 'til
got um tribe
Got my squaw right by my side
My Flagboy, he just went by
My Spyboy, he's full of fire
Me whole tribe is havin' fun
We gonna dance 'til
got um tribe
Got my squaw right by my side
My Flagboy, he just went by
My Spyboy, he's full of fire
Me whole tribe is havin' fun
We gonna dance 'til
Everybody. 
You know, anybody around that I'm inspired by

That's awesome. 
Do you prefer working indoor or outdoor?

Um, uh, psh, I don't really know
Kate, I'm honoured to have you, my daughter
Sing on my Chrstmas album with me
Here is a lovely song called Winter Wonderland
And maybe you could
erzählen?
Eure Melancholie zieht vielleicht bei Mädels
Aber nicht bei mir, man
Tausend Rapper mit beschissener Beatwahl
Wieso fragt ihr nach files by Bennett?
Bob- Okay, good day, this is our Christmas part of the album,
and you can play this at your Christmas parties, uh,
or to yourself on Christmas Eve,
by The Black Album I was blacking out
Party at S.O.B's and we had packed the crowd
Big brother got his show up in Madison Square
And I'm like yea, yea
'til they head get popped off
By the realest MC, and that's ME!
Joe Crack the Don, I came from the streets
Knee deep in the game, other half in
never gonna move out of Jacksonville. 

I'm livin' in fuckin'' Hollywood. 
You know this is my first uh rock slash rap album. 
So, it's kind of new
'til they head get popped off
By the realest MC, and that's ME!
Joe Crack the Don, I came from the streets
Knee deep in the game, other half in
for the freak show

Uh, shorty on a molly, um prolly
I’m ridin’ with my niggas and we finna catch a body
I check into the telly, you just meet me in
child

	(Funky child) (Funky funky style)  (Scratched by Lord Jazz 6x)

[Doitall]
Well um, back up baby, here come the schooler
We're hit when we dry
Wallbanger
Conceived in the fire by you warned through disasters
The funky child was taught to the ways of the masters
Mr. Funkee, yes girl the black mack
to die, we multiply, by the hundred 
Fuckin' by the thousand, leave me out ? so grounded 
Beatin' up your soundman 
Playa haters and players, we give um
six different strands
would lock together locked forever
rockin leathery wood told you chicken and cris go good
with some watermelon albums sellin
dance like if I was Albert Alien 
People just love it when the Biz starts to play 
With my (beatboxing), and by the way 
Skeezing with a girl is
Jangles
But we love Bo Jangles, we know what he came through
But what's your excuse, duke? You talk Black
But your album sound like you give your nuts
can get some respect and some ends in this motherfucker
[Murs]
Oh F'real well you got a little skill you can do that 
but um listen to this story check
messin with
And um, he was friends with my mentor, No ID
And No ID told him, "look man, you want to mess with Kanye
you need to tell him that you like
dance like if I was Albert Alien 
People just love it when the Biz starts to play 
With my (beatboxing), and by the way 
Skeezing with a girl is
town? Cause from this point it’s all Buck
And, um, everybody down know what’s up
Major moves, make your moves
Buckshot, 9th Wonder on the spot
Never
Bob- Okay, good day, this is our Christmas part of the album,
and you can play this at your Christmas parties, uh,
or to yourself on Christmas Eve,
integrity (In that belt called creativity)
But it's not a black corpse, snuffed by a cold world, I keep warm
By burning dead bodies smelling the beats
Monster, wenn's um Rap geht
Ha, nur weil du Ficker jetzt auf Tracks spittest
Willst du im Benz sitzen und denken, du wärst Xzibit
Ich habe 'nen Basey,