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She’s tempting men in a bar  
Pretending, bent on harm 
And branding ‘em as a target 
She’s with the organ mafia 

Sending her in there are

comes quick but that
Wasn't the ultimatum we made 'em
Doing dirty by never trying to face 'em
Case one, too quick to face blunts
Never wanna face us

“c Woman's Past Matters” Lyrics - Ray Rabbit

Hook-
You gotta judge a man by his future
Can't be getting stuck with no losers
Makes sense I don't get

Hott People

Lyrics Born

Quannum Spectrum

1999

major metropolises
Get some flossy cards, your logo embossed on em
Not the cost effective models
where you gotta cross the old pager number off

And it'll be a long time, before
You ever see me again, me again

They want me, hold my head in shame
So I hold 'em on, holding hands in vain
Covers

And it'll be a long time, before
You ever see me again, me again

They want me, hold my head in shame
So I hold 'em on, holding hands in vain
Covers

Shattering all stars across
Ain't hard to cross the finish line
Floatin' on Daytona
Wex, Gex or Kloana, we get ‘em all at cost
RPG, Platform we transform like

Medication

Damien Jurado

Ghost of David

2000

by her man if we two are lovers
She says, "I hardly know him.
Besides, he's not my type."

Her man's a policeman with a keen sense of trouble
He's

Twin Towers

Jim Jones

On My Way to Church [Clean]

2004

[Bizzy Bone "Chorus in background"]
Turn my vocals up.....turn my vocals up, turn'em, turn'em up, a little more
Turn'em up a little more, turn'em up

when you surrounded by demons (Lord)
I watched so many people leave (Jesus, Lord)
I see 'em change by the season, that's mama's seasonin'
God got you,

when you surrounded by demons (Lord)
I watched so many people leave (Jesus, Lord)
I see 'em change by the season, that's mama's seasonin'
God got you,

aiyyo X let me get 'em daddy - yo, yo, yo

U-N-T-O-U-C-H, A-B-L-E-S
Sheek the new Elliott Ness (no doubt)
Nigga, Bloodline, D-Block; two of the best
Hang

Home

Gym Class Heroes

The Quilt [Clean]

2008

the equivalent of Mc2, multiplied by eight kimbos, plain and simple
When im not to the nearest tenth hell, its just a waist of time
I'm stingy, I only make sense

trying to fuck with the Likwit
How many niggas do you know like this?
Always claiming that they're riding but they really turn bitch
It don't make sense

What I'm Here 4

Gang Starr

Moment of Truth

1998

it
Your state of being, becoming advanced through it
While others rhyme with no reason I be breezin
Their mics I seize them, then I try em for treason

a christian? / Well forgive me my God for this sense of suspicion / but whys the almighty so concerned with what makes up different?  / How could the most high

That's right, you right
That's-that's-that's-that's
You not listenin', that's what it is

This that sixth sense
Conscious you can't fake
Even when we

by little wench
Couldn't sense your aura but you know I picked up on your stench
Wouldn't think Naraku was so motha fuckin dense
Using good for evil

Make it flip, I ain't worried bout making sense, hmm
Cut em loose
Drop em down, drop em down can't have em round me
Drop it down baby, bitches round here

on that since a kid
Not from Florida, but since a jit
Brick by brick
Y'all don't even know who 180 is (Y'all don't)
Get the job done quick, will give em

promise ima get him killed 
2 shots up in the wind I hear em flying past my ear
They shot my brother it's still up there I'm just being real 
I'm standing

3 times
Tried to kill my vibe cuz my line blowing up fuck that told em
Play that shit
2 times
When we ride from the J to the go with the beat turned

at the top of this shit and I'm beating my chest like an ape
I'm rocking that Bape
And getting that Pape
If it ain't making money, It ain't making sense
My

All got habits, marijuana to static
By two cats and coats with automatics (rrrah)
St. Louis is the Truth like Sojourner (what)
Don't need a burner,