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Eric the half a bee.

I love this hive, employee-ee,
Bisected accidentally,
One summer afternoon by me,
I love him carnally.

He loves him
a one two three
Eric, the half a bee
A, be, see, D, E, F, G
Eric, the half a bee

Is this wretched demi-bee
Half asleep upon my knee
Some freak from
Eric the half a bee.

I love this hive, employee-ee,
Bisected accidentally,
One summer afternoon by me,
I love him carnally.

He loves him
who sit by the fire, pray think of the trav'lers who walk through the mire.

Oh, where is the maid with the silver hair pin to open the door and let us
Written by Eric Kaz

I've been alone too long
Sitting by myself
I'm getting to old
To help myself

But I won't be hangin round your door
Begging
No I
calls me on the telephone
Baby, I'm all alone

By the time I count, one to four
I hear that woman on my door
And In the evening when the sun goes
and he dressed me
Eric fought me, made me tougher
Love you for that my nigga no matter what brah
Marcy raised me; and whether right or wrong
Streets
Eric fought me, made me tougher
Love you for that my nigga no matter what bro
Marcy raised me, and whether right or wrong
Streets gave me all I write
Yeah, yeah
Right, right, right
Right, right, right, right

Feel me now, listen
Momma loved me, pop left me
Mickey fed me, and he dressed me
Eric
anything
that can't be had from one of them.
It's better than money.

We're alive.
We get by.
You can spend the night.
You can sleep right here.
The crescent moon sits waxing in the clear, blue sky tonight 
Joanna sits relaxing down by the riverside 
The cigarette she's smoking, a symbol
Written by Eric Kaz

I've been alone too long
Sitting by myself
I'm getting to old
To help myself

But I won't be hangin round your door
Begging
No I
could write songs
Had a couple parties on his yacht and Eric kinda borrowed his girlfriend
It's gonna be a very good year
A very, very good year...

oh oh
could write songs
Had a couple parties on his yacht and Eric kinda borrowed his girlfriend
It's gonna be a very good year
A very, very good year...

oh oh
to be clever 

MC's you'll beat the "are", I'll say "Oh never" 

So Eric be	 cut it easily 

And check out my melody...
Bathtub gin made by Eric
Man I want to get supersonic
Somebody get me a gin and tonic

Chorus

Record player gets a-blasting
Man we got a party
get me, get this now can you freestyle
Freestyle no styles free except da radio
But the radio controlled by the sucker move
Who moved away got away
slapped his punk ass one day in the lunch room
Then, goddamn I seen goddamn Eric's crippled ass
Walking down the street

Talkin? 'bout he need a ride,
This fillets, I'm trucking jewels like Eric B
And all you corny fools can't see me, oh my my my

Healthy, wealthy, and wise is your size
Come and try
("Str8 off tha streetx of Compton,dedicated and by most suckas
hated. But I got something I want you mutha fuckas to know I
really don't give
try to be clever
MC's you'll beat the "are", I'll say "Oh never"
So Eric be	 cut it easily
And check out my melody...
when he met with

Eric Barrier from East Elmhurst
The melody they created was the first
Burst on the scene, 1986 with Clap To This
'87 dropped
Rakim throwed slit by Eric B's knife
Damn, three kisses gettin iller than I thought
Playin the back on the law, so I won't get caught
Wonder where Yogi
to be clever 

MC's you'll beat the "are", I'll say "Oh never" 

So Eric be	 cut it easily 

And check out my melody...
to be clever 

MC's you'll beat the "are", I'll say "Oh never" 

So Eric be	 cut it easily 

And check out my melody...