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you'll die dancin'
Dark, gliding shapes that violate every law of nature
Buy 'em or die a thousand deaths

2 Live Crew, 2 Live Crew
Boyz with da bass, boyz
Brother pull heat to prove they're not sweet
No matter how you spell it, we still got beats

Verse Two: Kurious

We question how we live
Question,
the day I die!

Chorus:
(2 Live Crew) (They're back!)
(2-2 Live Crew) (Say-whut-say-whut?)
(2 Live Crew) (They're-back-they're-back!)
(2 Live Crew
commercial
Death valley is like rehearsal to the streets
To my peeps g. M mf on the beat
Rhymes is chosen like the weapons of war
So keep from steppin
won't stand by
And let a n**** do his dues
F*** these hoes, get this bread, rep the crew, the

[Chorus:Repeat x2]
Are, realest n****s puttin it down
won't stand by
And let a nigga do his dues
Fuck these hoes, get this bread, rep the crew, the

[Chorus: x2]
Are, realest niggas puttin it down
Oh,
won't stand by
And let a nigga do his dues
Fuck these hoes, get this bread, rep the crew, the

[Chorus:Repeat x2]
Are, realest niggas puttin it down
again returning from commercial - I told you Doom!
Early, he's on B.P.T.
Catch him on public access free TV
And we're back, live on the air with Brak
the previous
Ruling to ban the sale of Miami rap group the 2 Live Crew's
Double-platinum album, "Nasty As They want to Be," in Broward County.
"We think it's
the previous
ruling to ban the sale of Miami rap group the 2 Live Crew's
double-platinum album, "Nasty As They want to Be," in Broward County.

"We think it's
won't stand by
And let a nigga do his dues
Fuck these hoes, get this bread, rep the crew, the

[Chorus: x2]
Are, realest niggas puttin it down
Oh,
blind train
	Unique individual, you can go read it in my name
Lives through out the map, chew out your rap
My crew 'bout to snap
	Snap, snap, snap at any
chillin', I grab the Buddha, get my crew to buy beers
And watch a flick, illin' and root for the villain
Plus every morning, I go out and love it sort
[eiht]
Geah (hey)
Bitch
Get down like you live, hey, uh
Get down like you live
Geah
Uh, we's a gang a player niggas that's out for dough
Gettin money
spray
Slap hands with my mans by the walls we play
Now, waist chains and cami-flauge complete sag
Live pools, my squad rules
From solar to lunar, cheap
of the Year grammy goes to 
That nigga you love to have Ice Cube
The nasty ass group award goes out to 2 Live Crew
The High Roller of the industry award goes
Ballz part two huh?
Peep game broadcasting
Provided by mother fucking emina huh?

[Daz Dillinger] (in background)
Enema!!!

[W Ballz D.J.]
into salt treats
I'm the taste in Bush's mouth, nasty
Afghanistan missions, gun training in the grassy fatigues
Picking niggaz off by the Red Sea
And did
trigger to a barrel
From the bottom of your heart
'til death do you fuckin' part
Do you understand to live, to lie by him
Is to share your soul, Lord
the giant landscape, of broken rocks
Whether heard in herb spots, jukebox or malt shops
Uncut live, drop eighty-five, in one shot
Spotlight hits the metal
the giant landscape, of broken rocks
Whether heard in herb spots, jukebox or malt shops
Un cut live, drop eighty-five, in one shot
Spotlight hits the metal
(gimme that)
Now I carry a sword, attached by a live cord
Oh my lord!

Chorus: Erick Sermon (repeat 4X)

Watch me do it up like this.. {"like this.." ->
knocking at your door
So open up let me in lets get nasty if you want to
I'll freak dat butt like a filt by Heather Hunter
Touch you touch you I might
[2Pac] Live in this muthafucker, Thug Pound Biotch 
Kurupt, Daz, Makaveli, Idi, Kastro, Hussein 
You know bitch the whole muthafuckin' clique. 
We
kick that fuckin rhyme

Verse One: Nas
Check it out
When I'm chillin, I grab the buddha, get my crew to buy beers
And watch a flick, illin and root