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have been imprisoned by my father, who wishes me to
marry against my will.  Please, please, please come and rescue me.
I am in the tall tower of Swamp

Dreams

The Notorious B.I.G.

OG Style

2000

As I sit back relax
Steam a blunt, sip a Becks
Think about the sexy singers that I want to sex
I'd probably go to jail
For fuckin' Patti Labelle

Long Live the Kane

Big Daddy Kane

Long Live the Kane

1988

assisted on the microphone
More like Patti Labelle, on my own
Just single-handed, the mic I commanded
Phony MC's don't understand it, and it
Is the real

back in my prime
Way back, the back of my mind
They linger
We never did what we're told
Express another kid's soul
They linger

Way back when, back in my

Lay It Down Gmix [Main]

R. Kelly

Lay It Down: The Remixes

2011

and Kellz and my nigga Jeezy
Miss Patti LaBelle she ripped the first one off so fucking easy
Easy oh the streets need me
Bring back the shit that make you

Got More Rhymes

Young MC

The Best of Young MC

1999

I'm not Prince, Lionel Richie, or Patti Labelle
I'm not the Cars, the Pretenders, or the be	-52's
My name is Young MC, and I'm the one you should choose

I catch my inspiration
The manuscript they're saving is the one
I scratched my name in
This is by love, to love, through love
True love
Turn

"Hi" for me
Look in the sky there's a fly sorcerer
Eye-balling me from of a flying saucer
And my mind is like a full clip
And my competitions'

through it
The preacher right by her side
Eye for eye
I gotta ride
Can’t look myself in the mirror letting these niggas slide
I won’t do it the trigga gotta

him hit me back
Im hiding the work I got work space my moms not into that
The zip can't fit in the zip
So tell brissp get a big bag
Tell risky go zip

Prince, Lionel Richie or Patti Labelle

I'm not the Cars, the Pretenders or the B-52's

My name is Young MC, and I'm the one you should choose

'Cause when

Got More Rhymes

Young MC

Any Way the Wind Blows

2006

I'm not Prince, Lionel Richie, or Patti Labelle
I'm not the Cars, the Pretenders, or the be	-52's
My name is Young MC, and I'm the one you should choose

the cat barracuda (Damn)
Pockets on Mario Judah
(Woah) My niggas slimy like snail
(Woah) Cookin' like Patti LaBelle
(Woah) Ice on my wrist, it won't melt

Back at my place in a few
It's up in the air, baby
Don't like to stare
Maybe us two could share
Label is blue
Is that crazy to you
So much that we can do

back
No rats in my pack, ain't no wrinkles in my slacks
Counting singles in my Shaqs, stacking Pringles from the crack
Nigga I was on the bus with it

the dive of my life
It’s been a minute since I
Cleaned off the plate
So baby don’t cut me off
In the middle of yours
And mine
Show off
Shake it like a bag

That's  all day long
No days off I'm clocked in
Some lazy niggas we not them Cause hard-work is embedded
And I ain't waiting for it to come to me
On my way

like Patti LaBelle
Cute little waists
And a fatty as well
She too much work so I’m swapping my Shifts
Talking that shit but I’d still never tell
Grab me

If the pussy good, you already know What's up
Save your number in my phone,
I'ma hit you up
She like her niggas tatted up and Wearing diamond buffs

money, you ain't one of us
She showing that Patti LaBelle
She giving it up
I'm probably gon fuck and not tell
That lil bitch in a rush
Jumped in the game

And cooking the crack
She hit a line
I’m smacking her back
We don’t get high
Off our own supply
Bag em, tag em
Then she looked in my eyes
Shawty u nasty
She

flow? 
You can't understand how I get my dough 
50 Cent, I'm on fire 'cause Shady said so 
I'm on fire (here we go now)

Everybody's in a rush to try

did say so to daddy

We can fly high in my taxi
Run me my time I'm to crafty 

I made the beat u can track me
Fueling my bar MAXIE 

Look me in my eyes

She probably on that Patti Labelle
Love me to want you
Something else gon' last 'til the Rapture
Anita Baker tunes
She like to take it back
Trust me I'm