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And funny, they'll never meet

I gotta get a two-ton truck [Repeat: x3]
I gotta do it to a duck on a two-ton truck and fade away like Ron Rene
All right,
Uh!

I did good in my hood as a youngster
The Heavster was never a punkster, no sir
No ma'am, hot damn, me and Michael Jackson jammed
I dug Soul
Music: Michael B. & di Lorenzo
Lyrics: Michael B., di Lorenzo & Pete Smith

Verse 1
You're part of some heaven, but you're feeling like hell.
With mother every Sunday to mass I'd proudly stroll
Then after that the orange lads would try to save my soul
For both sides tried to claim me, but I was
it's done, uh

I did good in my hood as a youngster
The Heavster was never a punkster, no sir
No ma'am, hot damn, me and Michael Jackson jammed
I
'm gettin' every single motherfuckin' thing
I'm old, you gotta know
I'm here to fuck with niggas souls, my heart is cold
It's prolly 'cause I'm from the snow,
have dreamt
Because I'm down with the three the unstoppable three
Me and Adam and D. were born to M.C.
And my body and soul and mind are pure
Not
[Verse One - Princess Superstar]
Don't censor me I live like a saint
I meditate every morning drink carrot juice I'm hardly late
Try censoring
want it right
Every single day and every single night
We'll sail away on the way to your soul
We'll sail away to have and to hold
'cause that's that Ok
and nephew
Doin' the wild thing 'cause the soul is true
And every time I see bodies gettin' biz'
Girls are gettin' wild 'cause Father's known for his
the Tropicannibal motel
Takin' showers 'bout every hour
'Cause I wasn't really feelin' well
Well in walked the Alabama Leanin' Man
His ol' buddy Billy Swann
Two old
[Sha-Queen] 

I feel the need to get iller than 

All these fuckin' wack Mc's, realest Bitch that ever been 

Dropped the hit single that was flying
shocked by the live shell
Let's round em up and get em back to the hotel
Motel, holiday, inn-fact!
I'm gonna let you know, once again, that De La Soul
I mix
Full screen like imax
So I max 
Relax
Off the deep end
Get deep in the record
100 beats per second
Cut down the like rhymes
Cause they
Smith, Charles White
Pele, Romare Bearden
Robert Mugambi, Gordon Parks
Omar, John McLean

Mariam Makeba, Susan Taylor
Soul II Soul, Tom Bail
Antwan
stealin', I'm too ill, see we're bellin' at the parlay
Kicked up, mack, max motion
Michael Bolton magazine call, I'm too potent
Louisville mix pain kill
Started stealin', I'm too ill, see we're bellin' at the parlay
Kicked up, mack, max motion
Michael Bolton magazine call, I'm too potent
Louisville mix
that her eyes
Light up my skies
Seems like everybody's got someone
A hand to hold, a soul to touch
I want it all so much

[Chorus]

Every single
WRITTEN BY KEVIN BACON, MICHAEL BACON

She woke me up late last night
She said something don't feel right
I think it would be best for me
To get this
]
Introducin' introducin' to you Dave
Batter on deck, carded every time I set foot in the joint
Cabaret artist I'll two piece ya tray
If she want to get
Batman played by Michael Keaton
I crossed over, let me name someone that's black
With fame, and pockets that are fat
Hey, Erick Sermon, he's one
Packs
and burn

Down in the maze every single day
Fighting and biting and this is our trade
Down in the flood we mean you no good
Fight (fight), fight (fight), we
Chorus: (repeat x2)
Somehow, Someway
We be comin up wit funky fly shit
Like Every single day

[Prince Poetry]
Check it
Intelligent wordz, iz colaz
there's no hope in sight 

So the words you could not say 
I'll sing them for you 
And the love we would have made 
I'll make it for two 

For every
5, 4, 3, 2, 1
In a world full of haters stands a single group 
Who clearly separate themselves from the rest
These 3 men scale the ends