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The Smoke Off

Dr. Demento

Dr. Demento: The Very Best of Dr. Demento

2001

York City on a street that has no name.
There's the hands of the Calistoga Kid in the Viper Hall of Fame
And underneath his fingers there's a little

a birth certificate to claim citizenship
It could affect more than 200,000 born individuals of Haitian decent
Plunging them into statelessness
Tin roofs

work in our water like Ovaltine
They lied to us Mis-education
Still owe us no The reparations
Red lining in the inner cities fuck you mean there's no

ignore the weather bitch go get your sweater
Ain't giving mine out for you whenever
If you Polomi I'll show you I'm Clever
Four years later still getting

minutes there'll be one badder
Everybody raps bout cheques
Weekly income consumed by debt
Homelessness up over 200%
And commuting to work costs half your

Uh, yeah, Imma show y'all niggas how we do it
It's MaC 200 nigga, bout to drop a blessing
Aye, we might just teach a lesson
Cause we God's nigga
216

We getting it done on the a team
Gold chains on bitch I pity a fool
Get a bag get a bag
No friends only family
In Baltimore city ducking goblin

The Current State of Anarchy (Intro)

Busta Rhymes

Anarchy

2000

The slaughter of ethnic Albanians by search continues in Kosovo

Society without government. 

Streets of Miami's Little Havana collided with thousands

Clinged to the fact, I'm here black, By Any Means!
It's Visine Clear, my intentions for the year
A resolution for the pollution that's produced around here!

one too
These niggas in the city catch you when you passing through
And I'll be damned if I don't do what I have to do
I met Shipes at South By, he

Yeah, baby
It's the first of the first
And you know we get our money by the first of the month
So what about the first of the year?
I'm giving my all

Yahweh
Selassie eye and I'm proud to say, I never need a 9 by my waist
Niggas still respect my game so celestials respect my space
And I just might be in

roamed from street to street
Mapping out the next fifty years
You said you'd take me where I've never been
You show me the world
Take me tonight
We're

saved by the quiet life

Ooo yeh

Now I'm reminiscing
About the times in years gone by
Served time in the city
Never asking myself why

Spent my time

On the real I keep it real under the moon and the sun
It's in my DNA and blood live by the money and gun
Study Art Of War so every single battle is

figured by now he's looking shabby
The city isn't always happy, millions of stories, drive us whappy
Now they're arguing over who should change the nappy

Wake up
Wash up
Pressed out jeans
And Aye black tee
Cake up
Boss up
I hit the trap by any means
I hit the gas on em
Ridin by
Pull the mask
When I see

suit's and boots was the gear
Of fly bands and hip hop stars of the year
"Hey-ho" when rockin' on the
Street was the show
When the people clapped but they

I can't pass yeah
Is that a BBL, you way finer than last year
I pull up, I skrrt off, do the dash yeah
You a stallion, you a hot girl
Bend it over

bape 
And think that it's great

Our mind sets are separated 
By a Bering strait 
I'd rather be the nigga out 
Here
Buying the street 
Alphonse for

sippin 'Gnac, y'all wassup?

Girls, rub on your titties (yeah)

Yeah fuck it I said it rub on ya titties

New York City gritty committee, pity the fool

Simon Says [US Remix]

Pharoahe Monch

Simon Says/Livin' It Up [Clean]

1999

Girls, rub on your titties (Yeah)
Yeah fuck it I said it rub on ya titties
New York City gritty committee, pity the fool that act shitty
In the midst

Good Thing We're Rappin'

Digital Underground

Sons of the P

1991

flipped it
Hit a lick, paid cash, said nothin', pimp shit
All of this was around spring eighty one
I was in the life and had a good three year run

Anyway,

charming people I have known
For I meet politicians
And grafters by the score
Killers plain and fancy
It's really quite a bore
Oh, newspapermen meet such