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the door like two titans, the whole jam stopped to stare
And as we walked through the crowd they threw bills in the air
I spied my man Jazz maxin' out with
and when wr're done we'll see who cuts a rug best
go for it let nothin' stop ya
just slamin' and jammin' like the Phantom Of The Opera
out of the blue
the cargo ships go pushing through the ice
You turned when we heard them, your breath hung in the air
And you said, "Just 'cause we can't see them doesn't
the cargo ships go pushing through the ice
You turned when we heard them
Your breath hung in the air

And you said just 'cause we can't see them
Doesn't mean
One hand in the air, if he don't really care
Two hands in the air, if he don't really care
It's like that sometimes, I mean ridiculous
It's like that
the warmer the mink
I'm living life like I found a fucking check with no ink
I get it

I'm trying to stuff 'em til they can't fit anymore
I'm talking Donald
[Donald D]
In the street, blood is spilled
My sniper skills make me lethal and ill
{*buck buck buck*} the fat lady sang
From the ceiling I watch your
Yeah [x4]

(P. Diddy)
This Bad Boy baby
N.E., 2004
Bad Boy now

The name's DeVoe
A.K.A. Blake, oh
Make young lady's rump shake
I bake Donald Trump
Lawrence to Springfield
There ain?t nothing out there
Just hills and prairies
And this cold dry air
I?m starting to hear voices
From home sweet home
Too far
Smells on the air
See there it's crushing the final impression
The stains on the paper
Where words fell like water
Unearth all the changes that
stickers
I shoot videos and get knobs slobbed in trailers
Then hit stage and break a leg like Lawrence Taylor
You pricks is all talk, and it's bad for
[Donald D]
In the street, blood is spilled
My sniper skills make me lethal and ill

(buck buck buck) the fat lady sang
From the ceiling I watch
the soul
On point 'cause we keep it in the pole position
We've been trying to keep it cool like air conditioning
Got a handful of cards but I'm sick
questions like
Joc, where ya stay
Tell 'em College Park
Where they chop cars
Eat twenty grand, spend a grand at the bar
Just bought a zone, jays on my
bought a zone jays on my feet

I'm on that patron so get like me
69 cutlass wit the bucket seat
Beat in my trunk bought it just for the freaks
Catch
sign, he's different from all kinds
Rock you all of the time, just form a single line

A lot of MC's like to talk 'bout they self
A first-grade topic,
Moby pemoby pemoby pemoby pe

Just gonna drop this on one of them Moby beats 
Here we go

C'mon
Put your hands in the air
Alright y'all
A long time forgotten
Dreams that just fell by the way.
The good life he promised,
It ain't what she's living today.
She's never complaining
Fiddler, Mercy
Dexter Gordon, One Flight Up
Donald Byrd, playing Cristo, but what about words?

Would you like to survive on sadness? Call on Ella
hold me close tonight
Make it right
Can we try to love once more
And make it like it was before
I need you by my side
Make it right

(Are we
questions like
Joc, where ya stay
Tell 'em College Park
Where they chop cars
Eat twenty grand, spend a grand at the bar
Just bought a zone, jays on my
Uh
Kick on back to the rap I format
When its through what you do is just play it back
Rewind it

Find it
That's how I desinged it
And fellas
a nigga lose her and get a new one
I'm winning, I was feeling like a loser
Like Jimmy, McIntosh is a computer
I hope I'm just a regular dude
Martin
world and life is shorter than Bushwick
Young money man we got this shit by a land slide

Boy I send them bloods at your ass like a tampon
Uptown shit,
what I say
Throw ya souls in the air like this
Flash ya bar codes while I stick 'em
With another hit up out of the abyss
The Tech N9ne Nina out