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From the 12 inch single "Nineteen" by Phil Lynott with bonus Thin Lizzy track
Also appeared on the live Thin Lizzy album BBC Radio One Live In
(M--Mitchell; L--DuBois)
Hot sun and tan / yeah, dontcha just scream
Boy, what sand / sand sand sand / say cheese
Paddle boats / surf ladies in
Whoa!
A get your hands in the air, and get to clappin 'em
And like, back and forth because ah
This is, what you thought it wasn't
It beez,
Whoa!
A get your hands in the air, and get to clappin 'em
And like, back and forth because ah
This is, what you thought it wasn't
It beez,
T on the mic, TopGunning
After your neck, checkin' respect, makin' you sweat
Rhyme Syndicate boy, in effect
The rap motivator, teacher, talker, night rhyme
the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen
I be the F-R-O the double G *coughing in background*
And check out the man he goes by the name of er...

Slim
Whoa!
A get your hands in the air, and get to clappin 'em
And like, back and forth because ah
This is, what you thought it wasn't
It beez,
the motherfucker you bit your style from
You ain't gonna sell two copies if you press a double album
Admit it, fuck it, while we comin' out in the open
I'm doin'
the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen
I be the F-R-O the double G *coughing in background*
And check out the man he goes by the name of er...

Slim
My shorty gallop in the morning on the beach like a Chilean horse
Red roses dropped from boxes very often
Confetti torchin', drinking Henny like I'm
(uh)
My shorty gallop in the morning on the beach like a Chilean horse (uh)
Red roses drop on boxes very often (uh)
Confetti torture, drinking Henny
would never miss it
Now I have haters no time to dismiss them
Wakin' up pos see the beach in my vision privacy on the door
The beats is admission wont
recordin my album, send in producers with wack tracks
And DAT's, messin up my whole format
Can you imagine somethin on the kneeboard with Con-Funk-Shun?
a nobody, but now you famous now
I be out in Chi-town wit some real OG's
Matter of fact one of them had dinner wit me
You gotta play by the rules when you
Niggas say I died dead in the streets
Nigga I'm getting high, getting head on the beach
Chilling, sitting on about half a million
With all my niggas,
and givin' me a sponge bath
Niggaz say I died dead in the streets
Nigga I'm gettin' high, gettin' head on the beach
Chillin', sittin' on about half a million
Niggas say I died dead in the streets
Nigga I'm getting high, getting head on the beach
Chilling, sitting on about half a million
With all my niggas,
I'm in the game
Fallin' the blaze, causin fo' Dade

Doe Boy, Slip-N-Side
Epedemic, Dope Ridas, Cash Money, Terror Squad
Dade County, I do this fo'
you can call that bitches rich
I'm out this sports, I'm in the game 
Fallin' the blaze, causin fo' Dade 

[DJ Khaled] 
Doe Boy, Slip-N-Side 
Epedemic,
a top boy Scorcher and Bashy cant do the same
Real reconize Real , how many albums have you sold to date
I aint saying im Wayne Or Kanye ,But im living
Verse 1: 

Don't underestimate the reach 

Here comes that city brother who lives by the beach 

Defari  work for Likwit organize 

Dodger hats
story beach house, let's throw a party
F!?#ed up in the head, I don't know what happend
I have nightmares and I wake up laughing
With a bottle of Tequila,
Or our drop Mercedes (uh, uh)
Bay-bee bay-BEE!

I was in one bedroom, dreamin' of a million (yeah)
Now I'm in beach houses, cream to the ceiling