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O light the candle, John
The daylight has almost gone
The birds have sung their last
The bells call all to mass

Sit here by my side
For
Will you teach me? Yeah, the way you sing?
'Cause Mr Bass Man, I wanna be a bass man too, d-d-be-bop-a-bop
(Try this, be-be-BOP-p-p-bop bop bop)

Mr
older, still on the corner with they pride
Well let me tell niggas something, I'm so glad you alive
Long as you got a breathe, a pulse, nigga strive
breathe it, learn it, now watch you take flight
My nigga how does it feel?
Ha ha! Yessur!

Nigga you don't know me...
a fucking drive-by 

Riggety rolled on them slow in the Cadillac 

Silkk behind the wheel, me and King in the pack 

Master P in the passenger seat getting
Hey, John, you evah been to Mississippi?

No, man, but I sure would like to visit down there.

You would?
Well, I'll tell you what then, let us
an underground bomb cipritate
Get serious or die laughin' like John Ritter
Young Eastwood, just tryin' to eat good
Breathe easy, relax, Mac like Fleetwood
Wooo wooo! [in background] 
Yessur! aha 
New Skateboard P 
Hey! 
Let's go get 'em 
Uh-huh 
Yo, hola 

[Verse 1] 
Mearle maire, club muchacho
Richie
Who, by the way, was a Commodore
One time she gave mouth-to-mouth to a snaggle-tooth boar
Who couldn't breathe right since the Vietnam War
Then she
like me. P'rhaps he's hungry.
Six volts make him smile
And twelve volts would probably kill.

How I like him.
"Daddy, where's the batteries
I can't
Cause everybody know that D-P-GC, Bad Boy niggas run this
 Bad Boy

D-P-G
D-P-G
Bad Boy
D-P-G
Cause everybody know that D-P-GC, Bad Boy niggas
static, I strap tools
Next up!

Yo I believe that's me
Yo, get on the mic and rock the symphony

[Erick Sermon]
Yo p!
Time to rock, the sound I got,
[pmd]	yeh.. erick sermon.. epmd.. check it
[e-dub]	redman.. method man.. lady luck.. def jam
[pmd]	erick and parrish millennium ducats
Hold me
Words and music by John Kay, Michael Wilk and Rocket Ritchotte


A ring on every finger, a girl on every arm
He drove his brand new Jaguar while
John McEnroe
Me, I'm cool I keep my jewels intact (c'mon)
Loon ain't type of dude that'll move like that (that's right)
Don't compare me to no boozy cat
on me
Well I'm a high school grad I'm over 5 foot 3
I'll get a badge and a gun and I'll join the P.D.

They'll see
He didn't have to use the gun they
Anybody here, seen my old friend John, can you tell me where he's 
Gone? 

Were at the Trademark, the motorcade is coming by here, I can see many 
Many
meetings wit evenings with Angie
It's gon' prolly add a joint that got John Legend and me
And we, be in Miami
So when they spot me in Bentley it's gon be
fuckin' torched the
place, with me mother-fuckin' in it! I couldn't get out the fuckin
apartment, they locked me in, I had to go out the fuckin window, it
[Chorus]
Hey be easy, you don't want no trouble with me
Just be easy, the drama ain't nothin' to me
Hey be easy, before you have problems just breathe
man
So proud.
Mama's gone crazy 'cause her baby's shot down
By some teenage car chase war out of bounds
It was the wrong place wrong time wrong end
"Remember Pun?"
Yeah, check me out 
"Remember Pun?"
Terror Squad 

I'll battle ya all, from the charts to ghetto stars
Face Triple Seis the God
meetings wit evenings with Angie
It's gon' prolly add a joint that got John Legend and me
And we, be in Miami
So when they spot me in Bentley it's gon be
shaking ale
And say "free young struggle" who's not making bail
He got popped by the feds
Fuck the cops! Take an L
Fuck it take M-N-O-P, learn how to spell
off when you see me, keep it movin or breathe easy
Whateva, kiss my ass!

Verse 1:
Yo everybody love him
Every body know him
He gettin money now