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Dummy Up

Frank Zappa

Roxy & Elsewhere

1974

the mornin'
You know, I dig this mornin'
The sun is shinin' bright
I'm gonna get outside
Gonna wash my face
Grab my hat
Put it on my head
I take a walk downtown

and here it calling you
Listen to your heart hear the voices in your head
Listen to your heart, hear what it says

(Verse 1)
They about to see me up 'Cuffs

stop the clock
I'm the choice with the voice
That will never fail
Beat the devil in his head and
Send him straight to hell
The rhyme writer, not a biter

Politics of the Sneaker Pimps

Public Enemy

He Got Game [Clean]

1998

as their sellin' that merchandise
And one what goes in don't come back
The color may be green but its also black
And red I know many heads that spent

sorted it
Don't wanna go court for it
In the back of the ubs with these packs can't get caught with it
My ahki can't get caught again
Don't wanna go court

to meditate
On all the wasted un-chased, and evil embraced statements
The voices in my head don't match the actions that I'm making
I'm chasing, common thoughts

She got me in ICU, hangin by a thread 
I ain't tryna to fuck I'd rather give her head 
I'm a nasty nigga needa take my ass to bed
Ooooh ooh ooh, need

could go in a cage and
Fight and knock out Kimble Slice
I live by the gun, die by the gun
Just to get closer to heaven with
Pimp C and Big Pun
This is

when the gorilla's be on your scene
Infiltrating your whole squad, by in the morning time we'll be kings
Keeping everything we kill, don't be tellin when

that head
I just want that head yeah
Bitch you're dead
One shot, and you're dead
Macaroni in the pot
I just wanna lick my mom
I just wanna lick my mom
I

Kiss of a Black Widow

RZA

RZA as Bobby Digital in Stereo

1998

or just in bed 
Or thoughts of Ason bitch keep that in your head 
My beats are funky my rhymes are spunky 
Sometimes I say well motherfucka what's

and listen to the voice of the spirit...
Speaking deep in the corners of my soul...
Solo...i see this...war's brewing and the people relaxing...
What's

Yeah) kill my superstitions, I need
Some restrictions, girl
You know that hurt my soul
A little bit, but not only a little bit
I see you in the back

my eyes, I'm fresh to death,
Summer swagga, not suit and tie, move step by step,
Not only money in my mind, but damn right,
I got to have some, down in

game came from a test tube
Got to look em in they eyes
My head bobs crazy tryna get in the vibe and I
Got my feet on stone
Never try to claim an area

chicken is what I ate like octic squids
Imagine this
I'm sittin in my room, consumed by loony toons, and sponge bob
I belong in the salty splitoon
This is

I failed was my football grades
Coaches gave me hell, thought my head was too sane
Or my heart ain't in the game
I was in the negative we were valued

the corner to sit and cry

Yellin at all of these voices going back and forth in my head 
I'm screaming LEAVE ME ALONE until my voice becomes dead
They go away

me, I'm finna send him to the morgue
I'm hearin' voices in my head Say, catch a body while I'm bored

That's why I'm always to the' money If I ain't,

of mesothelioma
My bad, don’t mean to give you contusions causing confusion
I’m starting to see the red in your retina
AND I’m smelling the smegma dick cheese

keep it live just like a crowd
Bob your head all to this sound
I'm diggin up the underground
Souls in da lost and found
Wisdom lacks from poor knowledge

with a G
I'm the one I was destined to be
Swear y'all niggas ain't messing with me
And a voice in my head, like I know I'm insane
Stackin' up bread, had

thinkin' 'bout all the times I spent
Gettin' it right, yeah, I've been gettin' right
I'm still gettin' right
I'm hearin' voices in my head
Now I tell 'em

by heads
All in my sleep, this breakfast in bed
Ahead of my time an hour east
Every rhyme devour each
No we ain't twins but we tower
Traded them names