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I like bitches
Them half-and-half Alicia Keys dyke bitches
If the head right I might Air Nike bitches
Or put 'em on the track like Just Blaze
I look
kept all his jewelry
Alicia Keys tried to talk some sense in him
30 minutes later sein' there's no convincin' him
What more could you ask for?
kept all his jewelry
Alicia Keys tried to talk some sense in him
30 minutes later sein' there's no convincin' him
What more could you ask for?
all his jewelry
Alicia Keys tried to talk some sense to them
30 minutes later seems there's no convincing them
What more can you ask for?
achieve
I got the city on lock, but I'm gonna hand you the Keys like Alicia
You know my style, you know I'm the teacha
Philosopha, minister, emcee,
four-fives
And Billy Dean...

[Ghostface Killah]
Excuse me, have you seen Alicia Keys?
Tell her the limo's outside, she's bouncing with me
The Don, y'all
Excuse me, have you seen Alicia Keys?
Tell her the limo's outside, she's bouncing with me
The Don, y'all rappers don't steal my ash trays
My coat hangers
throat
Lord hold me in your bosom, Satan's on my track
Help me lose him, I know you're on your way
Whether it's 2 years, 20 years and so forth
The point is
I tied the devil to the tracks
(Can you hear the train coming?)
I served him papers with a seal from the governor

The spoiler throwing voices
sadly mistaken if you think my Aryan race
can be taken out by the likes of you Apes, Kikes
conservative nigga loving Gooks, Spooks, and Dykes
My Spikes,
of a place

Pacific Dub you know we're striving to create a better world
Yes it starts one by one every boy and every girl
Yeah the youth is on the rise,
ya to do with the hair gel,
And don't let anyone see you in the stairwell.
Tell the key cutter I said to stay home.
I'll call him at quarter after
Minds are molded, and flooded with falsehood
Too much TV, you're brainwashed by Hollywood
I speak truth, so let it be understood
You want peace, boy, you
disrespect
Boy you ain't seen nothing yet
I be the one
That be by your side
Loving you to the day I die
Giving you good love that make you cry
I can be
sadly mistaken if you think my Aryan race
can be taken out by the likes of you Apes, Kikes
conservative nigga loving Gooks, Spooks, and Dykes
My Spikes,
When your mobs' at your side and they're ready to ride, nigga
(Nigga, that's mobstability)
And when you go from movin' O's to keys for more cheese
beat ride
I rewind and try to play back the days that they would play stacks
Of 8-tracks to recline, now we blaze sacks
Taking back the feeling hidden
the streets with a screw loose
On the Westside I got the juice
Just tell me what you trying to do
She loving the crew and ain't fucking with you
I go where
're too weak like fortnights
Toward fights with battle tracks, Typical Cats
By the time you catch us we'll be whack so laugh

Ha Ha Ha ha ha ha ha
Be
The Diplomats
Written by Max Martin swinging with the whiffle bat
Hear the pistol blast then I hit the track
Running like a Kenyan cause I’m Kenyan (ask my mama)
The Diplomats
Written by Max Martin swinging with the whiffle bat
Hear the pistol blast then I hit the track
Running like a Kenyan cause I’m Kenyan (ask my mama)
So mentally you'll vibe with the first century
Begin to see Christ who gave His life to save men for free
You'll see the chains of sin (and the key