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before the beat drop

Yal already know 
what it is
Suit and tie 
like im the prez 
Dust off the sega
I’m fina chase some tails 
I’m Zack’n out 
saved by

Haciendo letras de salsero con pintas de killero
Mi vida cabe en 3 Rimowas, 2 LaCie y 1 pastillero
La mía hace el papeo mientras se fuma el culero

wiem po co tu jestem
Wiem że muszę zmieść ten klub z powierzchni
Wchodzę i detonuję semtex
C4 by rozerwać tłum do reszty
Przebić mury
Robię sztukę potem

to y’all,
Let’s take a trip in my time machine,
Where we going? To M.I.A,
Where if you can’t stand the heat time to move to Cleveland,
Not a diss to James,

fuck by how she lookin'
Probably pay her rent, the only way to get the pussy
Life been kinda hard, she don't drink but she do bars
Don't forget your

Hey, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
Without me getting ahead talking about shit
I go by the name of Mr. Thanksgiving aka
Mrs. (?) dj the fuck

pamiętam jeszcze jak słuchałem Abby „Mamma Mia"
Byłem małolatem dziś proszę salę by dla mnie darła ryja
Sala na osób sto czasem na dziesięć
Rachunków znowu

POUR CEUX

Mafia K'1 Fry

Cerise Sur le Ghetto

2003

A ceux qui kiffent la vraie fête j'te parle pas du mia

OGB :
Sans armes retenant mes larmes comme kelly joyce
Si ça t'concerne pas donc là tout

to say
I might be in your city soon
Shit you might find me on the moon
Then MIA by the afternoon
So Im telling you the game better make some room
20 bands,

Il sortilegio degli sponzati
(Music & Lyrics by: Canio Rosario Maffucci)

Sul davanzal l'eburneo fiocco di partenza,
la zita è sotto l'Arco, inizia

Carmine Crocco
(Music & Lyrics by: Giovanni Sperti)
Se desi morte fu sempre pe' pane
me 'ccise la vita la morte a nu cane
iddhu se pijau la grazia e

Marinai in coperta
(Music & Lyrics by: Canio Rosario Maffucci)

Li hai mai visti, quegli uomini idealisti,
dotti notai e altruisti, anche un po'

where I'll be by the end of the night
Like uh, we get sexy
'Cause the sex with me is like a recipe
So I'm scraping the plate in a first class seat
In

LE SEI MENU NU QUARTU
(Music & Lyrics by: Rossano Ruggeri)
ALLA RIPA DE LU MARE
C’ERA NA DONNA CA FERMAU LU SULE
ARDIU LU SCELU DE L’ANIMA MIA
LU

NU PALPITU DE CORE
(Music & Lyrics by: Rossano Ruggeri)
BEDDRHU CA PORTI SULE MOI A QUAI
CU ARDA SEMPRE PE LI CARNI MEI
BEDDRHU CA DE FIUFI CAMINI

L'abballata
(Lyrics: Traditional from Calitri; Music by; Traditional, Crescenzo Martiniello & Gaetano Tavarone)

Una mi ruj mi tre cancell', cum' t'

(You cut up on this one, JAY C)

Y'all think these nigga street, not to me
I'm a skinny nigga, but my pockets fat, YTB (MIA JAY C)
Mama, buss

Watchout [RMX; Bonus Track]

Immortal Technique

The 3rd World

2008

the mia
This is the 3rd world speakin' through a dead man walkin'
And everybody talkin' 'bout the south takin' over,
It's true mother fucker, but is

Lithuania

Dan Bern

The Swastika

Emmanuel, Uncle Eli, Aunt Mia 
And my grandparents, Jenny and Tobias, none of whom I've ever met 
I saw some letters once that they wrote to my dad in

Spanish Harlem

Hurricane G

Raza Unida: Hip Hop Decade

2000

the way to San Diego 
Make it happen 
You know like movin yayo 
I set my product that shit's far from the palace 
Mantequilla not manteco oh senso mia

Spanish Harlem

Hurricane G

The Rude Awakening

1998

the way to San Diego 
Make it happen 
You know like movin yayo 
I set my product that shit's far from the palace 
Mantequilla not manteco oh senso mia

Saturday Nite Fever

Lordz of Brooklyn

All in the Family

1995

fever on a Saturday night.

[Chorus by Admoney]
Come on!
It's a Saturday night
Come On!
It's a Saturday Night
Come on!
It's a Saturday night
So bring your

M.I.A.M.I.

First Platoon

Connected

by the assassins gun
Niggaz sleepin in the Dirty Southeast
They get they back blown out leaves the crack mouth thieves
Then they bout thieves, police

to me your a goddess, your beauty there’s none to compare, I’m mesmerized, by your lips and your eyes, there’s no escaping your stare, I’m stuck in this