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Blue Riddim Band · Meet the Shirleys · Meet Sims · Crash Test Dummies · Peter & the Test Tube Babies · Pink Noise Test · Rorschach Test · Bikini Test Failure · Test Icicles · Test Your Reflex – and 67 other artists »
Live on the Test: The Old Grey Whistle Test Series (Fun Boy Three) · Fight Test/Strange Design of Conscience/Fight Test (The Flaming Lips) · Test. Don't Test (Attica Blues) · Riddim Driven: Sunlight Riddim (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Riddim Driven: Heathen Riddim (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Riddim Driven: Heathen Riddim (Richard Clayderman) · Beach Party: Party Beach Party (Herman's Hermits) · Instant Party: Party Classics and Party Music (DJ's Choice) · Party Party Party (Jungle Style) · Torture Test (Diesel Machine) – and 90 other albums »
Bought by a town Bought by a country It's time my man Jamal to come Meet Mr. Malkski They set em up the riddim Sit down, me Billy boy A-B-C-D-E-F-G,
Right ya now Mr Jerry at go set tings straight No MC test Jerry in a ate! So listen dem ya styles I man originate First of all me wan you know me
dimensions Where I was stoppin' by just for a drink I meet a brother from tribal connection And together we began to sing We gonna turn frustration into
in me verse So all MC's don't cross this border Cause by now you should know sort of Lyrically wise but now I despise All youth that's out of order
Downtown everybody move to the beat Uptown everybody moving the heat Cross-town the party where both sides meet Eastside, westside, there's always
the people who knew ya Don't test mother nature she's a powerful person Don't get caught up in a bind for being stupid like abortion These are the types
of pills. And after that I'm on a fishin' quest. Put my mind body and soul to the test. And after that, I meet my totem spirit. It's a rattle snake so I
don't need nobody else Fuck everyone else, I'mma party by myself Higher than a kite, with nobody but myself Me and my cup, almost solo and faulty beer
Eternal life Hear ye, hear ye! All connect gang members and powers Are to meet at the West Wing To be led into battle by the one and only Ice Cube
around the clock Baby doll it's you and me so just rock Breakdown All you superficial rappers will cease to exist If I come into a party hitting
a private party I called up one, and said, "Whassup? What's goin on?" She said, "Nuthin much" I said, "Hey, I got a very close friend, who wants to meet
to party with and we can all get into the hot tub and have a little bit of fun You know baby? Hahaha! Consider this a test and if you pass you'll be my
Listen to me There are things that our eyes can't see Things that our ears can't hear Something bigger out there Something divine Something good
This night is not over yet not everybodys got what they came to get Swing on by you won't regret if you meet me at my place at three Neighbors never
wanna come and party, with a nigga like me 'Cause I get it You're built like a Goddess And it seems like you been stressin' 'Specially when your nose red
the rest I must meet this challenge I must pass this test Have to work with what I've got Have to walk before I run No point in always looking back The past
[GZA] The echo chamber enhance the flow wit the block party Keep an MC head spinning like Dark Bacardi This B.A.C. is 2.3 Now the liver's damaged,
familiar fragrance to flavors strange. A magnificent chamber meets his eye. Inside, a long rose-water pool is shrouded by fine mist. Stepping in the moist
familiar fragrance to flavors strange. A magnificent chamber meets his eye. Inside, a long rose-water pool is shrouded by fine mist. Stepping in
he makes the party Boing, Boing Bob Digi makes the party Boing, Boing [Mr. Tibbs] I'm a country man at heart but a city man by nature 'cause even
know I can never be your own. Your lips on mine are like sweet sweet wine, But we're headed for a wall of stone. Warning signs are flying by us
a brother with fly taste After this party there's another one at my place Finesse is here, party people be aware Throw your hands in the are because there's
say I got nobody but when they see me at the party they be like "Go head, go head", cause I gots the cuts like Bobby, rappers are dickheads Choppin'
Flesh pots party Spirit away my hunger Love me tender in a box (loving me loving me loving) I wanna be loathed by you You're my pre-necrophilic
over me, I'll be fine alone Have a good time The door bell rings 'cause the party's here I'm crankin' up the stereo like it's New Years Walkin'