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Hear Nothing, See Nothing, Say Nothing (Discharge) · Hear Nothing, See Nothing, Say Nothing [Castle] (Discharge) · Hear Nothing, See Nothing, Say Nothing [Captain Oi] (Discharge) · Hear Nothing, See Nothing, Say Nothing (Discharge) · Put Your Needle Down (The Secret Sisters) · Put Your Needle Down (The Secret Sisters) · Needle (Born Ruffians) · Enter the Diamond Needle Dynasty (DJ Rectangle) · Put Your Needle Down (The Secret Sisters) · Needle in the Hay (Elliott Smith) – and 90 other albums »


The shares are a penny and ever so many are taken by
Rothschild and baring,
And just as a few are allotted to you, you awake
And with a shudder despairing
So watch 'em do the Macarena, somewhere out by Pasadena
Love a drug that everybody here just tryna get a taste of
You a waste of the space that you
Nammen uncommon 
Doubt monkey polish
My twenty-three’s lean over a cobra motor milligram bender 
Book novelty 
A tip lives prior to clippin'
nothing I want do
For you, for you
Ain't nothing I want 

If you ask me
You can have my money
You could have it all
I wouldn't need a penny
I'd step
One, and here comes the two to the three and four
Then I drop the beat I have in store
Lay dynamics on the top like a rug
Make it sound smooth
One, and here comes the two to the three and four
Then I drop the beat I have in store
Lay dynamics on the top like a rug
Make it sound smooth
Once upon a time I had plenty of nothing,
Which was fine with me.
Because I had rhythm, music, love,
The sun, the stars and the moon above,
Had
It was silly, `cause my mom and pop, they worked for every penny
Didn't have many, but had enough to get by, enough to get fly
Only to start the new
Well, I used to drive a cab, you know
I heard a siren scream
Pulled over to the corner
And I fell into a dream
There were two men eating pennies
It ain't a needle in a vein
It ain't backstage sex
It ain't lines of cocaine on a private jet,
It ain't havin' a posse full of hangers on following
Well, I used to drive a cab, you know
I heard a siren scream
Pulled over to the corner
And I fell into a dream
There were two men eating pennies
addicted to money like two fingers tapping on wherever there's a vein,
And believe me, yeah were proud, coz life is getting sicker by the day and therefore
One, and here comes the two to the three and four
Then I drop the beat I have in store
Lay dynamics on the top like a rug
Make it sound smooth
razor
So that the oneday the moon might hold a half million nice size
Hoods easy
And plenty fast restaurants

by cum and by egg
And laid low into
time I rap, I bust what cha like
'cause I'm the coldest MC to ever touch the mic (2x)

verse 2:
They trips when I flips cause I'm nothing respectable
wanna be your friend
Baby, you gotta trust me...

[Khalid]
Aiyo I live by the rules, trust nothing in skirts
Cause with that big butt and a smile,
I'm not in fear of any
I'll leave a nigga black and blue
Like a pair of Pennys
While me and Betha
Throw fiestas 
By alma queta
Chicqueta
Monero
Nieta
the beamer
With nothing to lose but some gas and some minutes
Ignorin' the gazers cause some stars don't get petty
And that trash you talk is just New Years
I'm not in fear of any
I'll leave a nigga black and blue
Like a pair of Pennys
While me and Betha
Throw fiestas 
By alma queta
Chicqueta
Monero
Nieta
that it'll break
And if you break it you buy it and we sold it by the case
It's OK if you just try it you can hold it to your face

How close can you
your talk but you're so unaccomplished
Opinions are nonsense
And I ain't got time for opinions to process
These days I'm inspired by me and nothing
searched the couch I cleaned the car
I broke apart my penny jar
I'm going to the movies, the dollar fifty movies
A dollar fifty that ain't a lot
Catching
Narrator: 	The legend you are about to hear is true. Only the needle should
be changed to protect the record.

St. George: This is
riding through the woods and took her by the hand"

The boss he lay back flat on his bed
He cursed the heat and he clutched his head
He pondered the future
about
('Bout, 'bout)
It's about one, two, three, four, five for the rating

A penny for the hating, y'all know my ways
Staying up in the game of this MC