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(uh-huh)
I love you better than yourself (yeah, yeah)
Better than you love yourself (look)
I just need your lovin', baby (yeah)

Who gon' love you like

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these NMB streets again
Woo, we could fix the market issue, fam
I been awake, 90's baby like I'm Tommy Pickels
For real, from the Southernmost axis

Keep talking talk like you're going to the studio
As I moonwalk through my moods on the radio
Turn up my audio, smoke it by the ratio
Couple bad

was thrown in the bad publicity
Flashback to the time with my Zac Efron styled-hair
I was held back by this fat-assed bitch who's crying (Wait!)
That

was supposed verbally abuse me in Public and physically abuse me in private
Love was supposed to bash my head Against the window pane
And watch

Where'd I fuck it up enough to end up
On Marion?

A strategic retreat
I got deceived by the Dean
Move back to Pasadena
For believers in me
I got a couple

to myself
Ready? I'm no beginner
We'll never run out of health
Level up by the second 'cause
So much damage is dealt no doubt
I'll be the greatest trainer

me
I will bash you up
If a baddie walks by I won't chase her
It's just not in my character
Treating myself till I've had enough

Roaming at the oddest

and we have a good bash
But if you called me I'd leave in a flash, like
Woah
Baby, I just wanna hold you
Internet chores is my life, and I told you
Baby

up for you
Ay
I put it down, beat it up for you
I ain't been drinking but I'm drunk for you
Baby girl I should put yo ass in a mansion
Dream team, you

864 Baby no need to copy
The way that i pop it you think its a rocket
This aint a hobby
This is my life and you that a nigga is living it tropic
Oooo

how you go from Baby Bash to Baby Boy?
Niggas don't play by the rules no more
Gotta realize what the movement's for
Full potential need to find your

Cry baby, cry

Die baby, die

Eenie meenie miney moe 
Catch a fascist by his toe 
If he hollers bash his head 
Is The only good Fascist 
One that's

Let's get straight to the point
I don't mean to mess around
By the end of the night
You're about to go down
You should spend the night
Don't be shy I

and stash I think that's my disorder
No baby bash these bottles full of codeine mixed with soda
She said show yo ass I jump into my bag and damn near floated

The Kenny Parker Show

Boogie Down Productions

Edutainment [Edited]

1990

slammin' albums 
BDP rocks consistently

From criminal minded to nineteen-ninety
Why? Well that's my secret baby 
Here's a hint: the public pays me 
So

One More Chapter
© 2002 Nedrick Gavin / Viros Music
Track 3 from the CD album “Change”

Verse1.
Well, yes my baby yeah
If you were a book, hey baby

To let her know what I'm gon' to do
Sample "Dreamflower" by Tarika Blue
That's cool with you?
Yeah, that's fine baby, all gravy
Long as you know you my

award me with hoes
Put em on a track like vocals
Leave em for a day and they want their
Master back like the first album by Jay
I dash with the dividends

Inorganic beings y’all bouta be frightened
So this is my last album in the 3rd dimension
Cause I’ll be taken away by the ascension
Hey maybe I’ll still make

tryna get my meat sucked
But ima dog baby I just want my balls licked
And If them niggas violate I give em all clips
I get em all hit either me or 5 zip

while
They produce enough jizz to fill the entire album cover
T-this shit is intended for mature audiences only
If there are any pussy little baby weenies

And scrolling thru the role he's bound by letting truth be told we out
To make a difference
In a day age where hate is senseless
No one's tryna catch a fade they