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Nowhere to Run

Ozzy Osbourne

Chef Aid: The South Park Album

1998

on your fucking wall, necklace-wearing bitch
You don't want this money till it's rich
Buy my album, coded by Dirty, set you free
Go against the grain, I

forget
That boy told you
Get, that, dirt off your shoulder

I probably owe it to y'all
Proud to be locked by the force
Tryin’ to hustle some things that
Go

crazy, baby
Don't forget that boy told you
Get that dirt off your shoulder

I probably owe it to y'all
Probably be locked by the force
Tryin' to hustle

still flame
But they love you on the come-up 'cause you ain't tainted by fame
And you still they little secret
That's the type of bullshit that they

Say my niggas don't dance we just pull up our pants and 
Do the Rockaway 
I was raised by Hip-Hop Tupac Mac Dre
West side, I ain't a crip or a blood

Nigga I want this money 'til it's rich
Buy my album
Guarded by 30 Section 3
Go against the grain
I got to pee
I know you don't recognize me now
I done

Redeemin' the ancients with ace this rhyme jargon
I feel Mexican, hip hop is my garden
Don't give a fuck where you chartin', certain shit I can't honor
It

Hard Margin

The Creators

The Weight

2000

and not know why
Yo we spray you with ambition like an inner drive by
Feel the pain of my rain when I snatch the sun out your sky
Thinkin you fly, signin

Left him fuckin' drownin' in the trek that I quote

I turn your tranquil land into a savage garden
Eon run through New York like Curtis Martin
The shit

Shinning on these diamonds as they gliss
Uh
Like the VVS's I aspire for my wrist
Uh
Weaving through this garden on a mission for a miss
To
Give this

I Admit it's no coincidence the thorns bloom
Petals and roses
Slipped beyond a thought
Adorned in clean linens I mosey
through the garden
Bless,

Big man big track big time big vibes big work on a big bad album
These bombs be dropping be dropping on your head
Like a burton foot and a old school

food for thoughts cuz by the time
I'm done with these beats you're gonna need Atkins
I could see your mouth watering
That's why I bought you a pack full

I woke up
And smelled roses
Fresh cut
From my garden
Half a dozen in a vice
Sitting by the faucet
I checked my messages
While sitting on the toilet

the
Uke and guitar and like singing stuff
She's great though
That's impressive

High key the best song on the album
Very consistently everyone's favorite
I

Major without a deal

I destroy average rappers, it's just practice
Eat 'em up for breakfast
Being savage a habit
Nigga I done had it, been across

many jealous haters, you know I make them sick
Knock them out like the fuckin' pandemic
Chew 'em up, eat 'em up just like Pringles
I make triple albums

the night with me, you gotta suck it up (hold on)
Mike Amiri jeans cost two thou' (two racks)
Saint Laurent sweater, that's a few thou' (no cap)
Savage got

Swimmin' in the money come and find me, Nemo
If I was at the club you know I balled, chemo
Dropped the mixtape, that shit sounded like an album
Who'd have

Kylie Said to Jason

The KLF

Kylie Said to Jason

1989

Artist:
KLF
Album:
Single
Song:
Kylie Said to Jason
All lyrics transcribed by Dave Datta
I'm gonna leave this body now
I'm gonna leave this body now

Hard Margin [Street Version]

The Creators

Hard Margin

2000

hurt us and it's ridiculous to try
So stick us with us unless you wanna die and not know why
Yo we spray you with ambition like an inner drive by
Feel

we've got to find a way

Mary J. Blige:
To bring some understanding here today

N'Sync: (Justin)
Barricades can't block our way

Darren Hayes (Savage

can't block our way

Darren Hayes (Savage Garden):
Don't punish me with brutality

N'Sync:
Baby talk to me
So you can see

(Second chorus)
Yeah, what's

savage
I’m all bout my green rice and cabbage
All bout my green rice and cabbage
Eat the cookie like Lyon
Avatar roku with the dragon
Got little hoes By