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This song was manifested by myself and many others

I've been getting so high
I don't wanna come down
Back to the ground
I've been getting so high
I

throwing tantrums
He be in the club with dancers
He throwing dollars on Candace
She pick it up with her crack yea
I'ma take her to the back yea
She put it

motion, I gotta get it in motion

It's time to get it in motion manifest what you want and stay focus
Don't believe nun of that shit that you see on the TV

and pounce

Everybody just rock it, don't stop it
You gotta rock it, don't stop
Keep tickin' and tockin', work it all around the clock
Everybody keep

[Prod. By Shingie-Lee]
You're China

[Pre-Chorus : Viny]
Uh uh
Uh uh Yeah

[Chorus : Viny]
Spitting them bars they holy (holy)
Gotta push our work

Girls, Girls

Jay-Z

Bravo Black Hits, Vol. 7

2002

young chick, she so immature
She like, "Why you don't buy me Reeboks no more?"
Like to show out in public, throw tantrums on the floor
Gotta toss

Got the golden ticket I done paid my dues
But I still gotta work
I'ma do it til I'm down in the dirt
There's so many people out here that's hurt
Gotta

the same place
Wake in the morning
I don't like that same face
I gotta work harder
(I gotta work harder)
I gotta breathe again
(Breathe again)
I gotta soar

don't want the heat 

Cause I bitch I could a flip 
Bitch I could flip, bitch I could flip you outta seat 
Like we on a cliff 
Or out of ya whip like it

not for you
Third is you hate your job and it's not what you need
And by now you should know my thoughts on that: you gotta leave

Work is so s--t
Get

could ever change it
Oh you sorry I don't give a fuck

We had let off 'bout a hundred rounds
Yeah
They expensive but I hand 'em out
Know if he play then

a cycle
Make a friend of all my rivals
Devil's work is hands that idle
Take a hit of cyber psilo

I misspoke that's typo
Please don't let my secrets out

work for it
I make ha work for it
She gotta work for it
Work for it work for it
Tryna ride my wave you needa surfboard
She callin my phone I’m pressing

Yeah
Bag it up put it on the scale beep
Red by the case got runts by the qp
Niggas know lux you don’t gotta introduce me
Should I finesse em I think

God or the Mob or the Money I'm uninterested I know I don't need it
Walking by faith so I really don't see em, just tryna teach them a little
Solving

like ephesians bible on me I don't play no games
Lust pride depression you know
All them spirits getting slain
Not by my own pressure it's through
Jesus

boss undefeated
You know that I always work my hardest when I rap on the beat
Cause it get real cold when you don't bring the heat

You know that I

tap out I can tell by your face
I can tell by your face baby it ain't no tapping out
Grab on that ass grab it now
Stripper lil bitch yeah you bad you

I know some people that put all the turn up in front of the business and y'all gotta go
It's easy to pick out the ones who deserve it by how you been

Planet Rock

Afrika Bambaataa

The Best of Freestyle Megamix, Vol. 3

2003

Everybody just rock it, don't stop it
Gotta rock it, don't stop
Keep tickin' and tockin', work it all around the clock

Everybody keep rockin' and clockin'

abnormal, like you
There's privacy for a reason, Rand, it's true
So let me go out here
Far away
You don't want me anymore
OK I get it
Just let me be out here

tantrums
Anxiety switch on and off - going random
Voices ring through me - I don't understand them
Tried to drown them out with drinks and met a rapid demise

that gas and pour up a 4
I use all cash when I'm in the store
They say who's that 
But I don't even know
I just be by my bag 
And I only want more
I'm

is me first
Now I'm solely independent thinking it could be worse
I see them and they seem hurt
Everything was done by myself
So I don't feel like I