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Welcome back to that blue station
And I'm your host, DJ Azul
And if you're feelin' blue, ya already
I'm chillin' with a young king
By way of Alabama

just keep it real Love family L. O. Y.A.L.T.Y. you fakin keep ya distance/ minimize dat masculine energy keep it feminine but when you around me dont

Imma send ya ass to heaven wit ya brethren
25, 20–20-21, 09 On the grind
Center on my chakras I'm no longer maligned
I done headed out West to the East

Of the last chance
To restore the endangered
Without hidden agendas
Wouldn't that be splenda
Take it up on the TV
Stickin' 'em up while the CDC
Distracted by

Stomp

Three 6 Mafia

Da End

1996

want to jump, jump
Get'cha make ya pump, Paul
Still gon' miss ya bump, bump
Off a nigga fakin'
Goin' to a richin'
Bitches turn to shaken
Mafioso rule by

I got dates to fund
Lets hit the city, did it more than once
Girl you get me high no facing blunts
But you by my side look what we become
On standby

Afro Angel

Will Smith

Willennium

1999

to sell your soul and throw away your pride 

Afro Angel, sent from heaven above 

Never forget that you are loved 

You know that you are loved

a long time
I left Kansas City so them other cats can go on shine
But it seems these punks are confused because I'm my own kind
But I'm back on deck cause

weird
But, enough about her, she is not relevant
Thank God for music, I think that it's Heaven sent
I wanna live rich, so my dinners are elegant
I wanna

we gone let him hang

Niggas spreading lies
Like it's big facts
I don't got no time
For no chit chat
I don't pillow talk
Better dead that
I been in ya

the nights who say ni
Change their name but stay the same it's fuckin stupid ya see
Hope y'all are rockin wit me
Crazy reality
So I keep smokin that tree
What

fell from the Heavens in the sky
In the beginning of time
It Twas a Long Way Down
Collision Record breaking high
As he Swoope's by
He'll try to keep you

Tell Me

MC Lyte

React

2002

get a rude awakening, BK bomber got 'em shakin'
Def Squad, no fakin'
It's Erick Sermon and me (yeah)
Niggas, fix ya face 'fore I fucks it up

it be buzzin/
Evergreen State, smokin away, shit is so cheap when you buy by the dozens/
Swervin the lane, hop on a plane, then I go get Mile high wit

aware
Gather up ya squad to fire but noones scared
Its soundin like a death sentence
Capital punishment I told ya not to mess wit em
Its soundin like

Alright, let me in
Boom shakalaka, goin' crazy like a Haka
If I go shot for shot, you know I finna drop ya
We up in the stu' you know we producing

Rocky Road

Devin the Dude

Ultimate Victory [International Version]

2007

u invest it
Just take the test and don't stress it
You get stopped by a detective
Tryna get in ya personal life
The gotta do yo best to protect it

the norm
I'm gonna take the world by storm, just give this one listen more
If you ain't pick up what I said, you ain't really about it
This ain't slinging

came up"
Scope with the beam when I aim em
Attach a machine when I raise em 
Exit wound mean when it graze em
Cash money, C.R.E.A.M how they raised em

They fearing they sounding soft
And it’s eerie they can’t get off
And i’m weary of what they jot
Treat ya bitch like my joint, I leave ya boo seduced

a while, but I always knew
Yeah I always knew that someday you would be mine
Some things are meant to be true, but I knew, I'd lose ya too
Almost heaven

Money by the Ton

C-BO, Pizzo, DJ Daryl, Killa Tay, Young Meek, Mississippi

West Coast Trippin'

thousand pound boat? 
It's money by the tons, fo' sho' homey and all hunds 
And if ya get past the gate, cameras and pitbulls, you can have some

ass it
And I woke up to rap practice
Fell asleep in my dads casket
My body be backpacking
My soul it been backtracking
All the homies are pants saggin

Temptations

2Pac

Greatest Hits

1998

Yo, Mo Bee, mane, drop that shit
You know what time
Boo-ya, I know it's time for you
So grab one by the hand, you know what I'm sayin'?
And uh,