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Brooklyn

Mos Def

Black on Both Sides [Clean]

1999

recurring dream of high stakes
The fourth largest, first hardest, Brooklyn is the place
Settled by the Dutch many years ago
Three billion strong and here

Twice Inna Lifetime

Mos Def

Black Star

1998

exists enlisted by the bogeys campin' services
The purpose is, make you go and purchase this, no nervousness
We are, hot like black tar, Black Star with

Lake By The Ocean

Maxwell

Lake by the Ocean

2016

He, he, he yeah, yeah
In the light of the sun
I was dazed, I was burned, I was lost
Deep in the storm of a grave
Had a bed as a coffin
You were

got it
It’s 3 percent and we ain’t going by the book
Big stepping like I’m hopscotching (like I hopscotch)
Pull up and make these hoes take a look (I'm

Awfully Deep

Roots Manuva

Awfully Deep [Bonus Disc]

2005

[Chorus - Roots Manuva]
Things are gettin, Awfully Deep
Awfully Deep, I can't get no sleep
[repeat 3x]
Things are gettin, Awfully Deep
Awfully Deep

Are you running?
(Are you running?, Are you running?)
Are you running?
(Are you running?, Are you running?)
Are you running?
(Are you running?, Are

back up
Tell em they betta call back up
Ugh
I'm nothing like something you wanted to see
You run up get done up when fuckin wit me
Kill you on GP no

Real street nigga shit

The Butcher coming, nigga (yeah)
My nigga Chamberz in this bitch
(You ain’t been through nothing
We ain’t been through,

sold 8ths, but got robbed anytime a local gangster caught me
Got jumped by those kids at Flagstaff, thank God when they were done I stood back up when

Demonic

Written, recorded, produced, engineered, & performed by Broc Jesch (Breezy)

(Intro)
You are vulnerable here I can not stop what is coming

Back 2 Da Basicz

These are the lyrics to song number two “Back 2 Da Basicz”:

Sup-p-z-z-z, I bet you didn’t know, (Nah-h-h)

That I did this for

Concealy, servicing,
I could stream all of One Piece just straight off my 3G
I’m on my ones, the crew you seeing in my vids are just C.G
I put on for my

Yea
Jet Pack
1-2, 1-2, 1-2,1-2
Aye R.A. We here now bro
No looking back
Every dope album needs a dope intro
And I’m feeling this tempo
Now let this

realizing your the patient
Play a role in stations to feel alive when you are dating
You imagine scenarios not vividly like you playin Mario
You should Let Me

God I'm just so blessed by this wife of mine

She worth more than them rubies 

Value she lack nothing

Don't bring me no harm

She my special someone

Everything's Alright

Sarah Brightman

Andrew Lloyd Webber: The Premier Collection Encore

1993

the poor
Why has it been wasted? We could have raised maybe
Three hundred silver pieces or more
People who are hungry, people who are starving
They

happy to be here, muster up three cheers
Hip-hip, who are you; hear, hear
Huzzah sis-boombah, cue the fanfare
Go fetch the man of the year, a goddamn

at night though I try
I know I'll never be the same
The scars are too deep in me I see I see I lost it
Breathe in deep I breathe again exhausted
Reach in me

Life has its pros and life has its cons
Take nothing for granted though
'Cause you'll never know what you got till it's gone

Everything happening

I am the king of the game
You are just mad cause I'm in your lane
Boy we are not the same
You are nothing but a shame
Put some respect on my name
I

They keep asking who I am like they don't know my name
Lyrics to hard to understand but this deep rooted pain
My name I with double p's and you can

knew you was jealous from the day that I met you
I upset you, cuz I get respect I bet you
I'm even liked better by your neice and nephew
Now you hate

and terrible, R. S.
Art is colorful but got nothing to do with our skin color, Ars
Our gifts are godgiven
Got nothing to do with our skin color, Ars
And for

and terrible, R. S.
Art is colorful but got nothing to do with our skin color, Ars
Our gifts are godgiven
Got nothing to do with our skin color, Ars
And for