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couldn't (Beat It) (Hee-hee!)
I showed it to Stevie and he said he couldn't see it
Where the hell I'm gon' spread it? My city don't get it
The radio gon'

a nigga though
I done went from alicia keys
Studio To a home studio
People ask "Why" I don't reply
Don't feel it's an issue to capitalize
So I pass by give

My journal is a journey just
Don't jinx my jiggy jamboree

K i'm the key, the king, the Kaiser
Reminding my kin of karma i'm a kangaroo
Keep in your

working on for Alicia Keys
And Beyoncé songs for his own third
Album and a European tour
Which he says he wants to model
On Pink Floyd's The Wall
Tour he's

Room, in the ass I hear, while

I was locked outside with Paula by a mischievous Patty, and my Then girlfriend Prissy was at
Work as a waitress at IHOP

the judge screw us
No other option, no Frank Lucas
Alicia Silverstone, we just moves it
The rumor been out, bitch, you just clueless
He on the internet,

to bleedin
How you squeelin
Knew he wrote it
Went police, he started singing
Alicia keys'in
Hit the pussy boy for treason
Always seen the bitch in u
But now

Cam and Jay-Z
You was welcomed to city by Hov and Alicia Keys, uh
We from a different era
Our cloth don't feel the same
Ya shit is watered down doggie

never be slayed or confined to a grave
Math key fade 
What that means you were played
My exit was in the first Act
Covered up by authorities
Beguiled

'em sing loud like; Baby here's a feature
These girls hit more Keys than Alicia
They keep on falling, they keep on falling (Ugh)
We're never stalling,

what I mean
An ANTI NIGGA machine
I ain't got no radio edits!
Baby we don't come clean
Yet I
Stay on my JERU
A dirty rotten scoundrel
On the Southside
In

lettuce go
Incredible YO!
This is what I mean
An ANTI NIGGA machine
I ain't got no radio edits!
Baby we don't come clean
Yet I
Stay on my JERU
A dirty

Jackson five, give me one more chance
Ben E. King , stand by me
L'R&B moderno e la voce di Alicia Keys
Pronti o no? come Lauryn Hill e The Fugees
Passata la

patient
My favorite artist is Alicia
I got the keys ain't talking streets yeah
I told that bitch I want to meet yah
It's all online, I'm all just blind
I

and Moesha
You play the keys to my soul just like Alicia
Yeah
I gotta "Crush" on you
You "Cactus Cooler" than the rest they ain't got much on you
And I'm a fan

Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck

hijacking your frequency
Fortified, these MCs are falling like Alicia Keys
Flat in chronological sequency
I'm equally gifted with all numbers
A habit

far?
The prodigal or prophetic?
I know perfection couldn't get it but my trauma has me feeling like I have to edit
Cutting corners like I'm tracing

the waves
I don't follow roads am only paving the way
In these latter-days
Looking for peace man am at ease
Hitting all the right notes on the keys like am

Mozart than most, my key lyrically
Is noted on a scale above the whole industry
It's Dax i got bars out in Georgia
Twenty-minute songs'll probably Illinois

that was Tim's mum
Claimin' Tim was in the city right before the city's b……
She mentioned bout a concert, Alicia keys or something
And still she hasn't

What Goes Around

Nas

Stillmatic [Expanded]

2001

threes
Life is short is what some nigga said
Not if you measure life by how one lives and what he did
It's funny how these black killer companies is making

on a beat
That's dinner that you giving me
My songs on the radio
Everybody feeling me
Wanna see a grammy on my shelf
Make it out the bottom by myself
Do these

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yea, yea
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yea, yea
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Lets go y'all 
I'm ready to bounce
Turn up the radio 
I love