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of it,
Math quadratic, abc's not kindergarden
Abc's not kindergarden
Abc's not kindergarden
Abc's not kindergarden

Beekeeper, math teacher call me woody

Yeah
A cause niggas be acting
B cause niggas be backwards
C cause why everybody around me seem like they was always jus capping
D for every beat that

8 Miles and Runnin'

Jay-Z

8 Mile

2002

Chyeah, Renegades is back, Em the beat is sick
It's Young, Freeway, Eight miles
Let's go

Eight miles and runnin', got my seventh album droppin'

Deal aus
Um "Danke" zu sagen für alles, was mich freut
Schenk ich diesen Track, so
Lang wie ein Album, nun euch
Ich schrieb hundert
Zweihundert,

So y’all mumble rappers best stay out of my way. Some of y’all don’t approve, that’s fine by me. Myself, that’s who I’m gonna be. You bums still stuck

pop style for 30 hours, then let him repeat
Now, you poppin' up with the jokes, I'm dead, I'm asleep
I just left from over by y'all puttin' pen

missing
The front of that paper I'm listed
That money you saved I flipped it
That check that you saved I drenched it
On bitches got Remy by da fiftys
We

Sisindihan ko na to
Hangang sa maging abo
Sisimplihan na parang ABC

Sisindihan ko na to
Hangang sa maging abo
Sisimplihan na parang

ABC LR baby,

Do the D-A-N-C-E, one, two, three, four, fight
Stick to the B-E-A-T, get ready to ignite
You were such a P-Y-T, catching all the lights
Just easy

It is not about lyrics anymore
It's about a hot beat and a catchy hook

If we gotta dumb down our style and A-B-C it
Then so be it, 'cause nowadays

It is not about lyrics anymore
It's about a hot beat and a catchy hook

If we gotta dumb down our style and ABC it, then so be it
'Cause nowadays

W-X- Y and Z

Now they don’t make no song’s like these
So I’m back to the basics of Real MC’s
Now you heard my ABC’s 
Next Time (next time)
Sing along

remember this all I dream shit

But I followed through I made this a reality
I had to do this, my ultimate fatality
Worried my album would flop, no sanity

Eat Em Up L Chill

LL Cool J

Mama Said Knock You Out

1990

before, bring on the mo's and ho's 

I know my abc's and my p's and q's 
Just chill and listen to the rhyme cruise 
All aboard, the cod is a reward

give what I got
That's why I'm on top, steady running shit and you not
You steadily flop, every album steadily drop
Think you can do it 'cause I do

yo soul 
E is for this entertainment Nigga keep me laughing 
F cause it's fuck a Nigga 
Raised by some gangstas. So you know I keep it G
H I ain't

A-1 Pe$o
Alpaca
(Yeah yeah, yeah yeah)
Let's go
Let's go
Let's go
This is brought to you by (And the beat is so cold)
The legendary, Earth Yarb (Yeah

album,
The Triumph album.

Randy:
I never can say goodbye... No, no, no, no, I...

Michael:
Randy, what are you doing?

Randy:
That's all, Mike.

Michael:

Downtown New York
Last floor, penthouse view
Still thinking I still want more
Oh y'all want more?
20 Track album ready, mixed, mastered, done, finished by

Puerto Rico for the first time when I spread your ashes by the sea
Taught me ABC's, but nothing to prepare me
Justify missed calls, but I only I got

can't even fly
What you see is what you get
U S A
W y s i w y g W y s i w y g W y s i w y g
CBS, NBC, ABC, and FOX
Manufactured media
Status quo stories

shootin', sike, I made you look

Yo, I spilled my guts last album and y'all thought it was suicide
The snakes in the grass and the rats in the sewer died

What do I say
Say whatever the heck you want
Be on beat stay on beat

Oh my GOD
Yo here I go
Hey yo I don't know any words
My GOD


Play the Album

the fuck up, bro"
I love y'all, Antoinette, Donna, Jamie, Stephanie
Jenny, Paul, all you motherfuckers know who y'all at
And legal, man, album delivery, I