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on the lower deck, would take the souls of five,
With a growing superstition 'mong the sailors still alive.

The captain and his boy are lost while rowing
Julianus (332-363)]
[Roman Caesar (Julian the Apostate) (361-363)]

["What are the fruits of Chrisianity? Bigotry, superstition and persecution."]
[James
in circles
Did I do that or was it Mystikal and Urkel?

On to 7 AK 47, so what?
I got seven hoes stoppin' by at seven to fuck
Then put seven in
Hennesey and Perignon
You know the flavor
	Get your groove on

Standin by the speaker as the tempo gets faster
Brothers runnin through piece huntin for Dutch
boys on a 24 track, they like that
Ah the hand clap followed by the mic check
No time for dinner, five's out on the night shift
Shady eyes in
Power!
Mower
Power!

5 dollar bitchcore
Fuck you
Let's get dirty!

I leave my money in the club
Let's groove bitch
Oh let's get dirty tonight
boys on a 24 track, they like that
Ah the hand clap followed by the mic check
No time for dinner, five's out on the night shift
Shady eyes in
(Kool Keith)
Well I'm first to rock, Moe Luv's the disc jock
By my side and wit the mix
?Clyde? scratches, mathces, all cuts combine
The faster
Destroyed by M.T.V., 
I hate to bite the hand that feeds me so much information.
The pressure's on the screen to sell you things that you don't
(chorus 3)
Who said that funk was done just by one.
Who said that it was never ever done?
Who said the two of us couldn't groove.
It wasn't me but maybe
Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoochie
Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, groove with me
Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoochie
Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, groove with me

So you're
dollar signs callin from the far reaches of my mind at
5 o'clock every payday-mayday,mayday- i take a swallow
then two by ten the false courage and pride
This one is dedicated for all the workers that work 9 to 5
Do you want to party
Hey, it’s Friday, let’s party tonight
It’s Friday, and I’m gonna
givin' me
Hold me baby, I'm in ecstasy
And I'll be workin' from nine to five
To buy you things to keep you by my side

And I've never felt so in love
move

Move, move, move, move

Been waiting so long to live my, dream
Guess now I control the scene
From T.V. to radio to magazines
Backed up with
Start light. 
You'll be flying high by my side.

L.O.V.E. 
Do you want to ride in my car? 
I'm saying L.O.V.E. 
Do you want to get down in my car?
danish underworld is bustling where jelly's not a celebrated it's a puppet string
Pluck, nose for canola
5 cow stomachs like a mime with a rope going
another espresso
And there's a chick in the coffee shop who's caught my eye
But she never talks to me when I walk by
So I sit there and I cool it and I'm
the insane strain
take it straight to the brain maybe clear out your vision
KMK mob another funky expedition
don't get the superstition kottonmouth is
Okay smarty go to a party
Girls are scantily clad and showin' body
A chick walks by you wish you could sex her
But you're standing on the wall like you
Okay smarty go to a party
Girls are scantily clad and showin' body
A chick walks by you wish you could sex her
But you're standing on the wall like you
jealous
Okay smarty go to a party
Girls are scantily clad and showin' body
A chick walks by you wish you could sex her
But you're standing on the wall
Block so check it
The type of thing where if you make the wrong move you get wet kid
with the technology, brought by the duo
Plus one makes a trio, that's
and the darkness
It's not too late, there's got to be a way
For me to escape all this nonsense

I've got to get away [x5]

They try and run my life
But that's
spit
Speak my own slang-uage
Still I am the real-iest
Surrounded by Ciroc but your boy sipping Hennesey
Loves is a hospital and I was born in V