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Blow! Blow! Blow! (Gene Hardy) · Money Money 2020 [Bonus Tracks] (The Network) · Money Money 2020 (The Network) · Money Money 2020 - 180g Blue Vinyl (The Network) · Ebertplatz 2020 Remixe (Mohn) · Money Money 2020 (The Network) · 2020 Speedball (Timoria) · Blow by Blow/Truth (Jeff Beck) · Blow by Blow (Jeff Beck) · Wired/Blow by Blow (Jeff Beck) – and 90 other albums »


20/20
20/20
20/20
20/20

It's goin' down
Not now but right now
By now you know the sound
It's dilation, cats with 20/20

I tell nickel and dimers try
Addiction of a different kind

He?s got 20/20 vision making a decision
He?s so unaffected by what he has rejected
Rooted and grounded -
He?s standen up to be
to make some magic
Then blow it all in magic, pull up to my partner in traffic
Gave it to him, it was all in plastic
All I know, I ain’t tryna go to jail
to make some magic
Then blow it all in Magic, pull up to my partner in traffic
Gave it to him, it was all in plastic
All I know, I ain’t tryna go to jail
Lil Wyte]
Its on!
Its on!
Time to stack these dollas
I got a couple of birds
In the back of the Impala
The Blackberrys on
You know the numba HOLLA
I
, whistle, blow
Frankfort Special's got a special way to go
Whoa, oh, oh

Round wheels singin' on a long flat track
Boiler bustin' to blow its stack
Down in Decatur
Where the haters get shown

Ride around the spots 
Where the pot gets grown
Now I'm feelin blowed
Smoke by the zone

Misfit dudes
out its real 
that's when they heart pumps fear 
The real remains the weak will disappear 
My words is 20/20, my vocals are crystal clear 
911 style
to make some magic
Then blow it all in Magic, pull up to my partner in traffic
Gave it to him, it was all in plastic
All I know, I ain’t tryna go to jail
the days, but let's just say five
Years, coming of age, it make you blow by your day job
So cry for me, wild for me
It's a horror story, eyes 20/20s that
lips slips to Twilight Zones
Prone to blow revision
I'm 20/20 and your in-tune is in prison
Switchin from this track, move back in motion
Unaware of your
And after I'm finished you know I'mma drink some mur
But I got 20/20 vision when I'm pitchin', listen
I spot them chickens never slippin' like a transmission
my money in stacks
And lace my bitches with 9 figures
Real niggas fingers on nickel plated 9 triggas
Must see my enemies defeated
I'm cashin'
comin' down the track, 
I can almost see it's smoky stack 
But it ain't no use, alas I lack 
Guess I'll always be here, watchin' the trains go by! 
Oh! how
Date four hoes, make her smile and make her moan though
Lady charmer put armor by your baby mama
I hate to say it a later moment I didn’t warn ya
High
[Suede]
Yo, Yo, Yo, Yo, Yo
Asian off the sky dive
Blend the seven whirlpools
Cambodian blow fly
Slip into this night ooze
Two pleasures amize
miss ya
I blow up spots like little sisters
G'wan grit ya teeth, g'wan bite ya nails to the cuticles
Like Murray, my killings, be the most beautiful
believe I'd blow my stack
I love you, baby
But you gotta understand
When the lord made me
He made a ramblin' man

Some folks might say
That I'm no good
That
believe I'd blow my stack
I love you, baby
But you gotta understand
When the lord made me
He made a ramblin' man

Some folks might say
That I'm no good
That
I believe I'd blow my stack
I love you baby
But you gotta understand
When the lord made me
He made a ramblin' man

Some folks might say
That
through the record
I'm a Philly boss player, a dope rhyme say-er
It's Black Ink back gettin' cake by the layer
by the stack, comin' at us, get your weight
Black Ink back gettin' cake by the layer
By the stack, comin' at us, get your weight right yeah
If not, you makin' a mistake right there, f'real

I
believe I blow my stack
I love you baby
But you must understand
When the Lord made me
He made a ramblin' man

Some folks might say that I'm no good
I believe I'd blow my stack
I love you baby
But you gotta understand
When the lord made me
He made a ramblin' man

Some folks might say
That
go, I believe I'd blow my stack
I love you ba-aby, but you gotta understand
When the lord made me, he made a ramblin' man.

Some folks might sa-ay