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that I might ghost
We're two different people, oh, mind blown?
Screwing up your face like, why though?
One day, but for now, no fly zone
I used to go

Piggy Pie [Old School]

Insane Clown Posse

Forgotten Freshness, Vol.1 & 2

1998

of his cranium

Three little piggies to make a piggy pie
There's nothing like the sound when you hear a piggy die
I might choose a gun (no)
I might

home carry me home

There's a boy he wants to make a change, make this world a better place
They came for him when he turned eighteen, happy birthday,

[Verse 1]
I walked through the door with you, the air was cold
But somethin' 'bout it felt like home somehow
And I left my scarf there at your

I've seen you unfold bend after bend
Your gift necklace in place to help send
Me crossing bay bridges back home from holiday
A day with you close by

leave the first chance they'd get
There was so much love for me that I didn't even know

I'm the home that I shared with my thoughts
Even when my mind

advise it
My hammer cocked back I
Stay ready for suprises
My bond money stay ready to bail me out
Whem my home boys sell me out

I'm a hop in the Hoop like

Adventures of Super Rhymes

Jimmy Spicer

The Ultimate Hip-Hop Album

2008

While us MC's rap, doin' our thing
It's not singin', like it used to be
No, it's rappin' to the rhythm of the sure shot beat
It goes one for the money,

to articulate these words for my art
This is just a part of me
Have ya heard by the grapevine? No
Babe, do some figure eights on my ass
Let me know if you can

pussy dripping for the statis quo
The bodies a No No.. you trynna steal it you ain’t going home

I dey my dey... dey run Ma race
Them niggas scheming like

home home

Twerk something you brought the wolf pack
There is enough of me for you and you
Good news she be talking to her friends
The homie mike d girl

I walked through the door with you, the air was cold
But somethin' 'bout it felt like home somehow
And I left my scarf there at your sister's house

3. You're the sun

a. You're the sun
b. Time and space (instrumental)
c. There's no way
d. Restless (instrumental)
e. Dark times
f. Going home
g.

and bedsprings sing
Back home in bed like she won't notice a thing
Down there smells like Irish Spring
Can't mek nobody have no secret for you
Hookie jookie

of the shortfalls 
That's why the folk strapped, ready for danger
That's why we ain't afraid of the stranger 
Cuz there ain't no help coming when that shit goes down

There's a place for us to go
We're going far from the mainland
There ain't no car or train there
We'll have to rely on our own
Are you down for the journey

There's a place for us to go
Just below the hills
Come on Geronimo
We're going far from the mainland
There ain't no car or train there
We'll have to rely

Jesse, come home there's a hole in the bed
Where we slept and now it's growin' cold
Hey Jesse, your face in the place
Where we lay by the hearth all

The Message

Grandmaster Flash & the Furious Five

Rap: Hall of Fame

1992

wife when I'm not home
Got a bum education, double-digit inflation
Can't take the train to the job, there's a strike at the station
Neon King Kong

The Message

Duke Bootee

The Sugar Hill Records Story

1997

wife when I'm not home
Got a bum education, double-digit inflation
Can't take the train to the job, there's a strike at the station
Neon King Kong

(Stop playin' with 'em, RIOT)

A baddie gon' get what she like (grrah)
So what's your sign 'cause I like you? (Like)
Got a place we can stay for

a holiday
When I get off this island it's a holiday
I dream of the day
No longer castaway
They divide by caste, class and race
Sing this refrain with us
For

a secret and Holy place at unreachable
Heights
No helicopter, rocket, or plane can take flight to get there, because its ecosystem is beyond

Human eyesight

For da Love of da Game

DJ Jazzy Jeff

The Magnificent

2002

for a home cooked meal
Right now I hate my life
But love the way I write
For real I think I seen my death
Think I like bumming g's from Jeff