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rid of the evidence, can't kick shit like Bruce Lee
And I just want the head, ain't giving out my seed
Ball like Walter Payton, in the paint they pay me

chasing cash
I just got to get the money got to keep it one hundred
Niggas folded on me like chairs trust don't sit well with me
Niggas went to jail with me

(serve)
I got the molly and percocets serve em (serve)
Big bills, big wave (big bills)
Cook it up, soufflé (cook it up)
Beat it up, by Quay (beat it up)

for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These

owners I just mentioned. Ceasar later married a slave girl by the name of Peggy Jones. My great, great, etc. grandmother. To this union, the following

Sunday Afternoon

Bobby Brown

Forever

1997

Sunday AFTERNOON
(Written by Bobby Brown, Derek "DOA" Allen, and Kenny Finnel)

Yeah, on the re-make ????? Sunday afternoon, yo
DOA, bring it to me,

Phantom
Your pockets look like they got cancer
I just bought a brand new Mercedes from Haiti and set it on some Walter Paytons
My 'migo he asked me to front

swear this life been kickin' my ass
Thank God for this pen and this pad
Bring it back right nah, nah, nah
I mean I used to think the shit was what I

shit
You know what i'm saying?
Whip the 9/11 ain't talking Al Queda
Just like an alien I said take me to your leader
Yeah I keep that choppa it's a big

Judgement Day

Van Halen

Live: Right Here, Right Now

1993

or even, why should I try?
I just slide, slide on by, never bad enough to crucify me
Cry, put it out until Judgment Day
I'll bear the cross on Judgment

Judgement Day

Van Halen

For Unlawful Carnal Knowledge

1991

or even, why should I try?
I just slide, slide on by, never bad enough to crucify me
Cry, put it off until Judgment Day
I'll bear the cross on Judgment

pizzas and thrashin tracks
My house is my lab and I
Do chemistry with these beat
Like Walter white and Jesse pink men
When I begin with this pen something

Pressure kickin’ in but I’m chillin' in the whip
Bumpin' Marvin Gaye while I drive
Cruise the whip slow now
Might just roll 'round the block just

Readyback!  A St. Matthew alongside Wingy and Dwain Walters.
In Jesus name, we're taking the people to the altar.
Woah!  Take it away.  Tell them,

the time
Gettin you off of my mind
Got all my boys by my side
I know they in for the ride
Like a crow Imma fly
I guess it's my time to shine
I told her I was

'Cause I've been drinkin'
And thinkin' of us
Every time that we linkin'
I'm sinkin'
Just can't get enough
Said she like kickin' it all by herself

Situation

Brotha Lynch Hung

Loaded

1997

vigorous
Stroke that nigga like a zig zag rolled cigarette,
And I do it to get my dick wet
Brain grain rotten, I was a 12 year old gettin' raped by my

I'm aight
I'm kickin' shit like Muay Thai
Could've been drive by
You niggas get tied died
Brains on the floor expired
Rewired dead on the floor expired

to war
When I came home, my whole world didn't love me anymore

It's hard to see all that when you're drivin' by
So I just write down, "Jesus Saves"

From the front
To the back
I stay blasted 
By PK stacks 
I brought the whole pound
Just for the weekend
Going off the deep end
Fuckin Buckwild™ 
Its

Alive and Kickin

Mr. Big

Lean into It

1991

'
Down the dorr, it's what we're livin' for
Rockin' side by side
Keep your love alive and kickin'

We got everything we own in the trunk

Close your eyes, hold my hand and you'll be free 
Come together, we

Chillin' out maxin', relaxin' all cool
Just kickin' with the crew outside by the pool

it
Chillin' out maxin', relaxin' all cool
Just kickin' with the crew outside by the pool
Soakin' up sun in the Caribbean
Cuz I'm gettin' bank like Aunt

tell her pull up, lil' momma know I ain't playin with her
And she just wanna come up and flip it like a nunchaku
Lookin like a n**** robbed Sun Trust