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you can get dead
Sip the Tryst by itself, rock with the red
I could buy another brick and put it on your head
I could aim it at you or shoot it

Aye
Ha
Yeah
We don't fuck with none of that evil eye shit ya heard
Back to back to back

Pressure be making these diamonds
Imma keep shining so

This is an experience
If you haven't been a part of nothin' this great
We went through, the motherfuckin' unbelievable
(This beat is so, so Metro

Screw type shit
Just a sad ho runnin' through the crew type shit
I got a bad bitch at home, voodoo type shit
Take down Meg Thee Stallion's by the group

Bad Boys
Bad Boys
Bad Boys
In the mix
In the mix

Bad boys
Bad Boys
Bad Boys
In the mix

I wanna hear your
Bad Boys
Bad Boys
Bad Boys
In the mix

I

swag yeah she like how I do it
Mix match designer I feel like big Snuddy 
Streets bring that pressure a nigga might loose it 
Yeah I'm junky slim but you

4321

DMX

The DMX Files [Clean]

2002

on a nigga
Turnin christian to a certified sinner
The bomb I release, time pent up (explodes)
While you got set up I was hittin your ex hoe
Shit I kept low,

bottles of Ciroc
And bowls of red grapes members of
Meek's entourage
Old friends who he now semi-employs
For a variety of unspecific tasks
Drift in and out

Can you ease it up
Only Jah release the pressure
I wanna tear it up
Break us down no one can do
Can you turn it up
They can't silence us forever
Have

Puff on the purple dragon like it's Spyro
I hope Tunechi releases C5 this year
Cause I guarantee there gone be happy tears
(True) 1994 the year for my

Rapper's Delight [Long Version]

The Sugarhill Gang

Sugar Hill Story: To the Beat Y'All

1994

out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You

give up
I'm still fightin' (Metro), I don't feel I've lost
Am I dreamin', is there more like us?
Got me feelin' like it's all too much
I feel beaten,

the streets
Pressure turn me to a beast 
When I'm riding the beat 
You would think that I'm greased 
cnd it's late in the night 
I just gotta release 
Need

Rapper's Delight [Long Version]

The Sugarhill Gang

Maximum Rap 12": The Original Maxi Single Collection

1997

out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You

back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't

me bother me 
Let a nigga get his mind right
One day at a time right 
Open up the pressure box I'm like

I got a stash of the loud 
Break it down by

they fuck you release it?"
Crackin' under pressure, sinkin' my teeth in
They don't know what to and what not to believe in
A leviathan been lurkin' down

insidelence
Why all this violence, I don't advise it
Struck by your eyes, bloody red like some diamonds
Timeless, I guess I just can't decide
If I'll sacrifice

Look at the heat, hydrogen spirals
Mass attracts, gravity's stronger
High temperature, large pressure
High enough to form helium

Rest is pulled by

there's a Heaven you would think they'd let ya speak to your son
Maybe she has in the form of a baby's laugh
I heard passing by in a stroller, remindin'

still a chance
Thought i'd release this last 2 years both in like january
Old songs on it where the  mix is scramble and
A little amateur  but still jams

pharaoh'd alone, you bitch
I can feel the pressure building up
I can feel it in my bones
If another one pushes me back
I might feel the need to release it

as the length of red rope around your neck
Superficialities calibrated by your own regrets
Good Lord 
Get gone 
Party of two
Lies and you catch up

Good Lord how

cant even eat with me
How you think you seeing me
I been eatin 5 stars since i was fourteen
Working by myself so i cant get laid off
Boy you a clown red