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Girl, I can't notice but to
Notice you, noticin' me
From across the room, I can see it
And can't stop myself from lookin'
And noticin' you

right next to the beach
Been tryna take it to levels they can't reach
Ima westside baby, witta dream to get cream
Vivid premonitions, typa shit you won't

[Verse 1]
Gotta pay my dues, traffic on the road but I gotta push through
Buzzing like Aldrin sky so blue check the level, 42 yeah haters gonna hate

don't get impressed
By a little cloud or a bit of press
And your vision off track
I don't consider realizin'
On my end of respect
You'll a miserable cause

I put the helmet on my mic and tackle MC's
I break backs of fat tracks and freeze
And get up on these, and hit your knees
Trick, can do what you do,

level's hard
I can try to relate but there seems to be a guard
In my glass jar home is never too far
Organised, quiet, filled with five stars
I can't

Hot Rod Vixen

WRITTEN BY:  TONY D. ANDERSON

You can tell by the way she walks,
Yeah, the way she talks, the girls’ on fire
Yeah she’s lookin’ fine,

See me see me, gimme gimme
You don't even care to be me
Why you gotta be so greedy
Walk up in the trenches wit me
Locked up in the bing No breaking

know the code keep it
Cleaner then some church clothes
See it and they walk with fake news
You can’t take credit for niggas
That actually pay dues

I got niggas that want to kill me and niggas that wanna talk
Niggas that say they with me Can't see em when Imma walk
Can't put my trust in any these

to me, you jus a ghost
You jus a lame, hear what I'm saying
By definition I'm omnipresent Navajo of the blizzard she pose and I picture
(Damn)
This

art form keeps me busy at an all time high
You can't tell by the stress in my eyes
(See)
I can't think of any other way of living
That effects people's

I hope you still hear me
Just know that I can’t go on

Way down we go
We follow the water
Way down we go
On the tracks of our fathers

Brick by brick

My Philosophy

Boogie Down Productions

Live Hardcore Worldwide

1991

to earn respect 
'Cause that's just what 
KR collects 
See, what do you expect 
When you rhyme like a soft punk 
You walk down the street and get

Respiration

Mos Def

Audio 3

2008

to the gutters
The beast walk the beats, but the beats we be making
You on the wrong side of the track, looking visibly shaken
Taken them plungers, plunging

than ever
Hop on a track, you ain't on my level
I got a sad, story to tell you
Your shit is trash, imma expel you
Yippie, yippie, yahoo
I got to ride

the plug in the south
Went one way and took a different route
Made it back home I sip a dragon stout
Taking a risk for a large amount
Scared niggas don't

trust them to bat for you?
Reppin' 42 yah know who the tat for

I couldn't shoot for my life on a backboard
I could chalk up sixteens on a blackboard
This

squirters
A bag of money and a big ass heart
It's about to be capital murder
They swing and they whack you on purpose
They walk by your house like they

The literary genius rhyme ruler of the future
I'm the fresh prince slaying all emcee
So hold the red cup when we take to your knees
Pay home submit you can't

Dripping sauce

I love my chocolate brown dip
My bronze skin girl
Melanin on fleek
You can't fade this black
Swags on point
She floats when she walks
Proud

What a Job

Snoop Dogg

Waiting to Inhale [Chopped & Screwed]

2007

Stay open like 7/11 that's 24/7, when you need some hot shit
Stop by and get you a beverage, I'm servin'

My rhymes like nickels and dimes
Plug it

What a Job

Snoop Dogg

Waiting to Inhale

2007

Stay open like 7/11 that's 24/7, when you need some hot shit
Stop by and get you a beverage, I'm servin'

My rhymes like nickels and dimes
Plug it

the gang? You must've sniffed a brick of dog
Can't you tell by the Virgil tee I'm gettin' off?
Foghorn Leghorn how my chicken talk
When life give you