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You better ask some body
I'm doing really good
You better ask some body
Have I become my 90's dad, high as fuck
I just I just smoke smoke a lot
And how

evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural

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

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

Surrounded, as he is most days, by a
Small cadre of management
And marketing professionals
Each of them with a stake in
His career there are representatives

Busy Bee's Groove

Busy Bee

Old School Rap Box Set, Vol. 3

1994

Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-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

mean I don't believe in
Something just cause I don't believe
That there's an invisible man that whispers
To me in the sky
You might be a little

the reason why I did this
You'll never find a motive, truth is I have no idea
I am just as stumped, no signs of mental illness
Just tryin' to show ya

Good Time

Youth Group

The Night Is Ours

Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-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

of these songs

And both of them
Are so sweet

And back to
The main point

My friend Conor
Has written
A bunch of movies

And they're so good
And I try

I cannot deal with complacency sorry
N***as running game and I just play like ctari
Feeling Giannis in the paint you can't guard me
c lion I eat these

Numbered artificial colors
The candies are all solid red, by the way
Two forms of cell glue, and no cinnamon

Artificial flavors is the closest suspect
How

hijackings?

Soul rides by a vehicle
Low drive by a signal
Saw Christ by a miracle

Aren't just flaws
Unjust laws? It's just floors

A thugs' cause

It's like

Chapter One

I can feel the raw flesh rubbing
Against the inside of my heels

The blister just popped
Good! I hope I bleed all
Over these wretched

grow up son
Why can't you just be like these normal American boys
And hide your foreign voice
Act like your childhood ain't foreign boy 

Well
Well...

as God and God as Satan
Between good and evil, the lines erasing
Mindless anger over diamond chasing
I always hear these types of statements
"If you ain't

've had your chance, prat
Me I've been working
Yeah I'm not getting signed
But a mill' or half that
Tables are turned and still
You're getting pied me I'm

good, for the short-term mental health
But what good is that if you can't solve problems by yourself?
Sometimes I feel like I'm battling my own brain
But

to these
Now you see that on that sign
Right there, it’s a lure
It’s a billboard on that hill there
Why are you and yours
Manipulating, the market,

when I just said no thanks 
That's why my pillars are not the regular mainstream raps 
You clowns wack 
I'm bringing Soul Umoja back wit the facts 
Take

Mention one of my niggas again
And you'll taste salt
Blood in your mouth, nigga
Dick in your spouse, nigga
Just give me a reason to
Bring them things back

I tend to panic at the disco
Bad joke, still might take a couple ones and turn this fucking table to a strip show
Went and bought lil shorty shots but

And Here And Ride Till I Prove My Pride

Do Any One Of You Get It
Soon You'll Wanna Regret It
You'll Get A Reason To Sweat It
Let My Beast Unleash Don't

to Lucifer!
I bet it has something to do with the sex traffickers
Oh, you haven't heard
Of the biggest crime that we let slide by
Without even batting our eyes?