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start to feel pain

You're staying up all night
Ooh za za
Ooh staying up all night
Up all night
Ooh za za
Ooh staying up all night
Say it ain't so Joe
start to feel pain

You're staying up all night
Ooh za za
Ooh staying up all night
Up all night
Ooh za za
Ooh staying up all night
Say it ain't so Joe
Wed May 5th, 1937
Robert Lee McCoy - vocals and guitar
With Sonny Boy Williamson - harmonica and Joe Williams - guitar.
Album: Robert Lee McCoy Bluebird
'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
'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
and my man Rick got millions of gold albums
(That's a lie) I'm gettin' cold money every day
(You're a liar)
You'll need a wheel barrow for all that shit in
(after the song ends)
This is the CENTRAL SCRUTINIZER... As you can see, MUSIC can get you
pretty fucked up...Take a tip from Joe, do like he did,
[Kool Keith] 

I got skill  you're on my tip  now back off 

Slack off  let me do this  and y'all turn the wack off 

The radio stereo here we go
C.I.'s
Truth or die, shoot the five, uncivilized to B.Y.'s
Muffled lives, like a pit bull at will
Sit still, or you're shook real, why'all niggas need
on Classified
Here's advice, for every rapper startin' out
Don't release a record 'til you're happy with the bars you wrote

My forth album's the first record
in that

Brown paper bag (you're dig)
Brown paper bag (my name is weezy you all)
Brown paper bag (I'm here on behalf of young money cash money)
Artist: Flesh-N-Bone f/ Big Punisher, Fat Joe
Album: T.H.U.G.S. (Trues Humbly United Gatherin' Souls)
Song: No Mercy

[Fat Joe]
Yeah, real
to B.Y.'s
Muffled lives, like a pit bull at will
Sit still, or you're shook real, y'all niggas need to get real, or get killed!
The 4-fifth, call the men
Mozart 
Just stand, say you're mad damn, why him? 
Z-oh-one Tonka, five-sixty Benz 
I'm sick and mad deep no shorts and no sleep 
I'm bugged like
on the microphone
Is when you're ridin in stretches and the stations playing your song
In a tiny studio there's a want to-be star
With big hopes and dreams of rappin
of acts get signed
And when the album comes out everyone says
"Aw man, take that record off, don't waste my time"
Due to that fact, I went for mine

I
with no refined
With "Boom-na-na"..
Yeah, that's how we did it
Rolled the loop, and kick in the snare, and then he lit it
Now you're brain's on drugs
with no refined
With "Boom-na-na"..
Yeah, that's how we did it
Rolled the loop, and kick in the snare, and then he lit it
Now you're brain's on drugs
N9ne units sold
And whoever you bitch niggas is saying, I'm kicking it in Lee Joes log
Lee Joe'll tell you I'm original, and by the way Lee Joe my dog!
Naughty and Fat Joe are down with us
The MAAD Circle are down with us
Def Squad, is down with us
?DN's and Mike M? are down with us
Dr. Dre you know
ain't been to a show until you been to my Show…
If you're looking for some action man I'm G.I Joe
I'm killing it that's why them man are switching
They
stacks and rubber bands up in that

Brown paper bag (you're dig)
Brown paper bag (my name is weezy you all)
Brown paper bag (I'm here on behalf
the get-a-long game would come through and make amends, 
And by the end of the week they were all super friends. 
G I Joe would get all riled up again, 
Guns
Mozart 
Just stand, say you're mad damn, why him? 
Z-oh-one Tonka, five-sixty Benz 
I'm sick and mad deep no shorts and no sleep 
I'm bugged like
stacks and rubber bands up in that

Brown paper bag (you're dig)
Brown paper bag (my name is weezy you all)
Brown paper bag (I'm here on behalf