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Albums:

För Sent För Edelweiss (Håkan Hellström) · Damn Damn Leash [UK] (Be Your Own Pet) · Damn Damn Leash [US] (Be Your Own Pet) · Live För Dig (Lars Winnerbäck) · Ett Slag För Dig (Tomas Andersson Wij) · Känn Ingen Sorg för Mig Göteborg (Håkan Hellström) · Jag Är Inte Rädd För Mörkret (Kent) · Ett Slag För Dig (Tomas Andersson Wij) · Juggling the Thing of a Thing of a Thing (Michael Whitmore) · Do the Damn Thing [1 Track] (Rupee) – and 90 other albums »


nitro is like my crew into a crowd
I'ma take a minute or maybe I'll take two
To introduce the Too Damn type posse to you
I'ma start the introductions
my Crew is 2 Live
I ascend like Christ and watch you die

Breakers (HERE!) MC's (HERE!)
Writers (HERE!) Beat-boxers (HERE!)
DJ's (HERE!) Hip-Hop
these
Kinda beats, so funky make your fingers pop
If you can't find a sample you ain't got
Not one damn thing for a nigga to ride to
But I been gettin
your mind, one time
Yeah, whatever
One time for your mind, one time

Yo, from ninety-two to ninety-nine
Yeah, that shit was greasy fat Paul, know
in sync?
Out looking for the camera crews
Sell my soul for a second on the evening news
Am I in sync?
Live 'til the bubble pops
Hold my breath
Aspen
Searchin' for aspirin when I ask then, we swing
You cling we do our thing and bring
Sling your ding-a-ling from Bed-Stuy Brooklyn to Beijing
East
chillin and
Front on this and get dissed, motherfucker
Me and my crew, me and my crew we be chillin and
Front on this and get dissed

Ah one two
bitches gaspin for air in Aspen 
Searchin' for aspirin when I ask then, we swing 
You cling we do our thing and bring 
Sling your ding-a-ling from
the bad bitches gaspin' for air in Aspen
Searchin' for aspirin when I ask then, we swing

You cling we do our thing and bring
Sling your ding-a-ling
Funky 16 corners

Hot like Jill Scotts blues 
But damn too old for 22s
But I can still move
Groove
Lets roll
You cant do your thing 
If your
Well nigga roll me a mic 
and let me smoke it til' I'm high 
if you ever seen me rock 
then you know that I- 
live and die for 
the things I do
in Aspen
Searchin' for aspirin when I ask then, we swing
You cling we do our thing and bring
Sling your ding-a-ling from Bed-Stuy Brooklyn
Bada Bing by Benny Banks

[Hook]
Certified Banks yeah I do the damn thing
I'll send a man in Bada boom Bada Bing
C C C Certified Banks yeah I do
cha sayin', I get my swerve on, bring it live
Make it last forever, damn the kitty cat's tight

Mm daddy slow down your flow
Put it on me like G
candy rain

So what you sayin', I get my swerve on, bring it live
Make it last forever, damn the kitty cat's tight

Mmm... daddy slow down your flow
well acapella rhymes'll
make me richer than a slipper made Cinderella fella
Go get your crew, Hobbes, I'm prepared to bomb troops
Got niggaz who's
your mind, one time.

It sound clever.

But one time for your mind, one time.

Yeah, whatever.

One time for your mind, one time.

Yo, from ninety-two
way or another. 
Quick,
Maybe I could stick around for awhile.
Naw, that's out, man. You know? 
What can we, The Lords, do with a punk like you?
or another. Quick. Maybe I could stick
Around for awhile.
Naw, that's out, man. You know? What can we, The Lords, do with a punk like
You?
Kiss my ass,
(";A loser!";)

I crack another brew, sit back and watch what niggaz do
Who threw that 2-you? I'm rollin the whole fuckin crew
One by one niggaz come
Herschelwood Click is so damn thick
Hoes on dick, that ain't shit, I hit the pussy and split
Peep this game of a real-live baller
Down in Texas watch the flexin'
do I wont be true to my game
Word up

I can't escape this life that I'm living
I'm in the mix I'm in love with two women
That's word to moms
I
At 3:47, more than one hundred and fifty rounds of ammunition 
Were fired into your apartment
Which was about two hundred yards away
A few moments
remorse is felt for all you loser crews

I do not care what you do, I always screw up
But when I do, it's nothing like you, I wish you grew up
You're
Of course, no remorse is felt for all you loser crews

I do not care what you do, I always screw up
But when I do, it's nothing like you, I wish you grew up