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Sweet Love

JT the Bigga Figga

Game for Sale

2001

When you make the Kool-Aid
You put your own amount of sugar in it
Sweet, sweet love to your taste
To your own specifications
Now tell Kool-Aid

Sweet Love

Rappin' 4-Tay

Introduction to Mackin'

1999

When you make the Kool-Aid
You put your own amount of sugar in it
Sweet, sweet love to your taste
To your own specifications
Now tell Kool-Aid

See our relationship got a boo boo on it
So we just sex and put a band-aid on it
Never against it, though I don’t condone it
Seems like everything's

Myrrh from the forest, or gold from the mine? 

Brightest and best of sons of the morning
Dawn on our darkness and lend us Thine aid
Star in the East,

move
By the time Paul McCartney's microphone had failed
We were all well into the Live Aid groove
And Paul McCartney
Paul McCartney sang... 

Which must

Everyday's a new day
And people drink the cool aid
I do not do what you say
I feel trapped in a suitcase
I just wanna live, fuck, grind
But my mind

on a bad day
Take your bitch panties off like a band aid
And we eating like the mob these some big steaks
You ain’t never been real I see it in your face

Yeah
Let's get to fuckin' on the bunkbed
Keep your voice low low
I need that pussy for the fixing
Baby be my first aid
Rip my band aids off
I need

I'm attached to this life I live
Aid me in this world of sin
Cause the heartache of it
I can't relive, I can't give in
Awwww said I'm attached

So that every time you fuck with us
We'll take some 'yer fuckin' stuff
So tell your homies I said
That all your countries have AIDS
Fuck you (Yea yea

So that every time you fuck with us
We'll take some 'yer fuckin' stuff
So tell your homies I said
That all your countries have AIDS
Fuck you (Yea yea

kool aid
Shawty ima a asshole
Who say?
He say
She say
What do you say?
Ok
Ok
Sippin on the dusse
You say
Baby You a dime though
Loose change
Shawty I'ma

surrounded by love

As you follow
As you follow
As we say
Cause now we know
Drink the kool-aid
Drink the kool-aid
Pledge your faith or you're all indicted

War

Sara Beth Married
Jesse Lee Proud Man He Was
Mother Like Aunt Jemima
Black Blue Color Skin A Softness
Unmatched By Anyone Stern With
Her Words Dats

We out here drinking like we thirsty
Pour the shots up, baby, it's your birthday
Ooh, tomorrow, I'ma need a first-aid
But hey, this gon' be

halfway, I'm just a call away
You can use me for your band-aid, I put your scars away
And you know I come with some pressure, you gotta be certain
Too

brains all along
We are the aid
We are the cure
I know I'm not black and
I know this for sure
Gotta call like we see it
Won't see change
If we don't wanna

Went from dreams of riding slab, candy coated wishes (Hol' up)
To touchscreen, all leather, perforated gripping (Fresh)
From kool-aid, dirt weed,

[This is actually called 'War on Drugs' by Laughing Colors,
but everyone thinks it's GNR, so I'll leave it here!]


It was long ago,
Seems like

mate's supposed to be there
To come to your aid
But nothing ever seems to
Get past Devin's Blockade!

Next day I ranged farther to
The other side of town

Language

Henry Rollins

A Rollins in the Wry

2001

And you've all had that experience in Thrifty and right Aid where time seems to slow down. I think Boris got his film fucked up by the technologist who must be

If we get locked up by the night, I know them folk gone try and hold us
Got gram for nigga on white, and we keep siph' for niggas who poured up

aid blue 
Im sippin on this drank
I am the man I really thought you knew
So homie do not hate

This tree that ganja call this misdemeanor 
Smoking

Scene was 1998, yeah, thug
See back in the days it wasn't no aids, it wasn't no AK's
Mo afros then braids, wasn't nothing for a boy to get a
Straight