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the garbage 
Say you got it out on Shouting Street 
Say you got it from Jim Jarmusch 

Let me rock it out on Shouting Street 
Just like Eddie Cochran
Kind ladies and kind gentlemen
Soon I will be gone
But let me just warn you all
Before I do pass on
Stay free from petty jealousies
Live by no man's code
One two, one two, one two
I am the Overweight Lover MC, Heavy D
This one goes out to my man DJ Eddie F
Trouble T-Roy my partner G-Wiz
This also
Once again 'gain, ladies and gentlemen, yo adrenaline

Yo I'm in the eye of the storm, where the pressure's on
And MC's is dressed funny like
right after that
Yes, women you looking so very beautiful here today
Some of you with the same thing on from the club last night
The Lord give'th
or overloaded
Or have I lost all sense of worth
This lady beggin' for survival
Doomed by a twist of fate from Earth

I met this woman in San Francisco
She
wit my son and my daughter

If you had twenty four hours to live just think
Where would you go?
What would you do?
Who would you screw?
And who
carton
You could still feel chills from the team
On 118, my nigga Ben fly by like it's a dream
His face on his Shirt Kings
Laced in a pinky ring, in
on that Crazy Eddie
Niggas coming back from the Funhouse dusted
Throwing bubbles on the wall

[Chorus]
We must remind you
Where this rap come from
for it

But today try playing on some street curb,
Singin' the news in everyday words
The people pass by, the laughin' is heard
Or else they hit you
quick draw, son 
You don't want no more son? That's when more come 
And drag a nigga Eerie avenue to Oregon, you're all done 
Ladies and Gentlemen,
Dice Raw quick draw, son 
You don't want no more son? That's when more come 
And drag a nigga Eerie avenue to Oregon, you're all done 
Ladies
mo', right after that
Yes, women you lookin so very beautiful here today
Some of you with the same thang on from the club last night(oh)
The Lord giveth
outside the lines
Trying to hold these golden years that are flashing by
When the skies grey I live on light rays
I’ve written every page of my life’s
jingle bell sugar on toast 
The fellowship shop is from the west coast
Hey hash and eggs crocodile legs 
I'll bring the chronic you bring the kegs
just doing my job
Hey lady, don't mind me I'm just doing my job
I don't want to make your life more harder, I'm just doin my job
You live here, I work
sippin VSOP and Hennessey in foam cups
Motorola flips with illegal chips
Dip-pin' like Teela where everybody momma collectin money from fiend
Five series
hot, tha block is hot, ha

See watch your step on my section, gotta walk like, talk like
Where they shot out all the street lights
So you can't see what
brutal on production
My brick house, you can't blow me down
My thug drug music, smoked out ya town
Radio Shyheim, you can't choke me out
Cuz where
to the brothers, sweatin' the ladies
I bumped into my homeboy Ice in the Mercedes
Went up on the ave. where they hustle real hard
Skeezers on the side cold
forgetting from where I came
And no matter where I'm headed
I promise to stay the same (yeah, look)

I'm just riding round the city with my hood on and my
Uh huh, uh huh
Feels good to be back at the essence where it all started you know
Uh huh, uh huh
What up
Uh huh, uh huh
Turn up my headphones man, uh
Brown skin lady, hey hey
Yes
Where you goin
This goes to the brown skin ladies
Brown skin lady
Yo, indigineous women of the planet earth
What
Somewhere around ladies know I get lonely and proud
Open my file baby you should know me by now

Tryin' to get paid and stay away from old sites
Find my place
say ock.
I got tired of the fat lady so I sing to my own opera.
Ba-lang-balang-balang-to-de-man-de-rock-'cause I love thee.
If you live by the sword,