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with some rules
Ayy, JoJo, I need you to take notes too
Don't take me off the deluxe album that no one gives a fuck about
Take me off the original too

Talking World War III Blues

Bob Dylan

Don't Look Back

1967

a Communist

Well, I spied a girl and before she could leave
I said, let's go and play Adam and Eve
I took her by the hand and my heart it was thumpin'
When she

reason
You wanna buy a CD, I’m selling it
Go to the radio give out
The phone line number
Niggas in Brooklyn are belling it
The grime sound I’m spreading it

Point The Finga

2Pac

Strictly 4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z.

1993

guns too
It's not to be a racist, but let's face this
Wouldn't you if we could trade places?
I got lynched by some crooked cops and to this day
Them

like Jimi Hendrix, my hero, I realised, wait these songs of his
Some of them they're written by Bob Dylan
Maybe I should be listening to that guy more
It

I'm posted in the A
My chevy sittin low, my phantom ridin high
Them A's go up every time I ride by
Shawty whats up, I'm the shit
Yea you can do it, but

feelings from this business
Rule number three get the money before you work huh
Rule number four neve eve show em weakness
Give that boy a sundress
Since he

All I Want Is You (This Christmas)

*NSYNC

Winter Album [BMG Special Products]

1998

Snowy Night
Where it's warm here by the fire
Here with you (here with you)
I have all that I desire
It's been a long year
But somehow we got by

You remind me of my favorite color
Hold on
What's your name and number
And wheres the heaven you came from
It's not often I meet angels
Sitting by

stronger

I'ma lion 

From mt Zion

Not tryin

To be your icon

Just leavin

You with pieces

To the puzzles

Of life

No matter

If livin it right

Every

Dizzy Gillespie mid solo, only brush my teeth for the album promo
And you can catch me on a flight delayed to FCO,(uh) say you don’t bite until you met me

I'll love you like I've never, even loved somebody
I'll give you things you didn't even know you wanted
Don't tell me that it's not enough
My time is

Who dat running through your view?
Who dat mobbing with his crew?
Who dat talk it like he walk like he got something to prove
Want an album? Give 'em

The Return

Logic

The Return

love all you motherfuckers, just want to hear you spit
Dropped my last shit, the whole wide world applauded it
Game still ain't give me my credit so

crisis that I'm in
Don't chime in
Front block like a line men
No longer co-sign it
Album two, you'll get what that line meant
Clearing shit up just like my

help you when you
Got on your feet
How you gon' sell a million records with no album release

Every time I get in the booth, it's like I'm out

You choose to follow the violence
You'd try give the world silence
Without peace
You'd try hide it from your niece
Brother's against you
You formed

with this sheer gift, and so I'm here to share it
I swear it, fuck money, so go ahead and copy this album
Don't sell it, give it your friends for free,

Y'all mainstream rappers tried to kill the genre
When I can revive it by not smoking marijuana
I will also be a decent home own'a
I'ma 'finna own

There is no time, I need to tell you about
The new album that is coming out
It's going to be really heavy
And it's gonna have some cool themes that

never run away from no s**t

The grass is greener on the other side cause it's fertilized by the bulls**t

Woah s**t, Woah s**t

There go Liphy talkin'

in Cowboy Lannnnnnnd ...
(Here in Cowboy Land!)

[called "Barber Lips" on album "Coaster" 2002 because it is sung in Barbershop style;
shorter version

apple

So with all disrespect
To watch him burn like a 

And get hung by his neck 

Don't need no hammer
Give a fuck bout no tech 

You won't get no help

Or give 'em some more gowns
I don't even want the crown
I just want a peace of mind, and nigga
When I get it you won't get a piece of mine
Won't you mind