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it's laid down I claim the crown snatching it off of your melon
Better by the letter put words together like spelling
Bees, cleverly combined into bars

And I’m praying they didn’t see us
Cause I knew they was gone bust
(police radio chatter)

Music, lyrics, and performance by Eric Leon Mims.

Sunrise 	Music by Doug Hammer  2007 & Louise Van Aarsen  2010, Lyrics by Louise Van Aarsen

Louise Van Aarsen, vocals/Doug Hammer, piano/Oscar

It's 2:30am, my hands in my pockets and I'm on a move
I'm lip syncing lyrics, I'm mentally here on a groove
I'm going to lock myself into the studio

THE DAY THEY KILLED HIP-HOP
  I remember the day they killed Hip-Hop, Nas dropped it was written. His conscious lyrics became too authentic

Bring It On Lyrics
By Bayou City Comeback Chorus featuring Z'Maji
Music and Lyrics By Kam Franklin


Chorus
You know we gotta to bring it on
You

up
The lyrics hitting like a hundred rounds
I got my own sound
I'm like that's tough
When you complain about me
But what would you be talking bout

Open End 			Music by Louise Van Aarsen & Ton Scheer  2008
Lyrics by Louise Van Aarsen

Louise Van Aarsen, vocals/ Paul McWilliams, piano/ Peter

world
these lyrics is hot like the sun, a chosen diamond, a chosen pearl, huh
by his stripes I'm healed, like a milky way, touching my tongue is so sweet

Forever 	Music by Ton Scheer  1987 / English Lyrics by Louise Van Aarsen  2005
	
Louise Van Aarsen, vocals/ Rebecca Parris; Ted Davis, harmony

want
I know and understand
Take me by the heart
When you take me by the hand
All around the world
Promise I'm a take you
All these other girls
They can't

Original music and lyrics by George William Cooke
Lyrics adapted by Walter Kin

I have the joy, joy, joy, joy
Down in my heart, (where?)
Down in my

mutha fucka, created a murder scene
No mediocracy, greatness or nothing
Threat level high, push down panic button
Pen down these lyrics until the beat tap

You see my lyrics be the illest
Like a chick with syphilis
Cause I don't talk about the ghetto
Popping thugs and all that shit
Cause it monotonous

seem to help getting carried away
I'm surrounded by my projects every damn day

It helps to work on all the cool shit
But some times I feel like I'm

done
Not the black ones in my phone
Not the brownies back at home
Hey why you front of me now
I thought you'd be runnin' by now
Still runnin' yo mouth

pressing so called competition
I rip them with these lyrics to show them that I'm the illest
Haters coming out the woodwork by the dozen
I never trust them

everything that you not
You put on that chinchilla bitch I put on my Walmart
Man I don't need no grill cuz my lyrics are dope
Goofy 6 by 9 motherfucker with

Years old, that don't
Mean simplify, when I
Sing these lyrics
It does intensify
I will come out of the drought
Without doubt I'm
Growing like a
Sprout,

What don't give up
By who Jedeye Moree
Aye aye lets go
Almost gave up on this shit
But I bet you this one hit
Almost gave up on this shit
But I bet

youth
Middle school walking round I couldn't picture what Id do
But now I realize this is what they meant by staying true to you
She's an angel and that's

Better keep it on hold
Loop my songs, energy's always clean when you sample my coils
I'm magnetic, lyrics hold down any and all competition 'til they crash

Wanna let you know
So this your new song
The song you were playing at the video it's your lyrics
It's the new song, isn't it
I like the way you move

keep a nine right by my side
If I call 'em up I know my hitters down to slide
I'm still writing lyrics in the booth mane fuck a nine to five
R.i.p. to my