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James Newton Howard · James Newton · Howard Gospel Choir of Howard University · The Hour Glass · Happy Hour · Darkest Hour · Zero Hour · Twelve Hour Turn · Eleventh Hour · Fifth Hour Hero – and 90 other artists »
Harlan Howard Sings Harlan Howard (Harlan Howard) · Howard Jones: The Very Best of Howard Jones (Howard Jones) · Howard Gospel Choir of Howard University (Howard Gospel Choir of Howard University) · Half & Half (The Four Seasons) · Half Saint, Half Sinner (Tony Toliver) · Half-N-Half (Rick Sudborough) · Half & Half/Helicon (The Four Seasons) · Half & Half (The Four Seasons) · Half a Boy/Half a Man (George Thorogood) · Half Heaven, Half Heartache: The Brunswick Recordings (Big Maybelle) – and 90 other albums »
the Black Panther Party, James Earl Jones The FOIs, nucka, Howard E. Rollins, sister Naomi, yeah, nuff respect!
with the front end hittin speed bumps, 40 miles per hour I'm out at Howard, next to Baltimore Takin change out the fountains at shoppin malls Rats can
and just ride for hours, Making sure I don't miss the homecoming at Howard, Hawaii to D.C. it's plenty women to see, So if yo ass don't show up it's
and pay you no attention if I make it to Atlantas Brina Brothers convention, then jump in the car and just ride for hours, Makin sure I don't miss
the needle start skippin' I'm trippin' like Pippen, long hour sippin' Uh, ? deep into books on my shelves I like them sexy ladies that can do for they
trippin' like Pippen, long hour sippin' Uh, ? deep into books on my shelves I like them sexy ladies that can do for they damn selves What good is
have coughee) Oh hoe, you know I'm finna go and score me some mo' and I be back in half an hour or so with some coughee (Gotta have coughee) What
and laughed Came back an hour after the accident and bit a goddamn Jawbreaker in half! So stop fakin' the funk and start shakin' your ass Slaughterhouse in
green god Nigga I ain't going to my mama house Try being my mama mouth Your trap boomin you ain't rit up You don't need last for half hour Tap for
and laughed about a half hour then there was a sudden blur, when I saw her the finest girl I'd ever seen her name was Tina Dressed all in red then my mouth said
a license so it made sense for him to drive So cut to like 7 and a half hours later, I pull over in this emergency lane and right as I’m opening the door
a hour and take a shower, hit the West down to press Pass a girl I can tell I must confess, I must manifest I learned about the constitution, I learned