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get it
But she don't get this lesson
Cuz when she start undressing, we gon' hit the session
Right hand get caressing
Feel like I'm in heaven
But I will

Money on My Brain

Kool G Rap

4, 5, 6

1995

the Flamingo
Just home by the dingos, I step up in em rockin' Kangols
Straight up fakin' no jacks, cause all my crackshacks are jam packed
My mad stacks, show

ain't shaking his hand
Missile sitting in the barrel When I Step out the door
Throw a stack at the roof she picked It up off the floor

Don't get it

were like no other
I just hope ya momma love ya, get the addy just for leverage
Send her money for the severance, hand delivered by a savage
With a life

That's not what it's all about
Every time we scream and shout
The host of heaven's even louder
You could never change my mind
Just sit back and call me

we'll have again
Memories become alive
Holding our hands in a pray
Everyone have just arrived
Looking around the crowdy room
All voices mix up together

yo ass gon need a blessing
Do the hit without a glove I sent that nigga up to heaven
Once he gone ain't no more talking his whole gang done learned

hand ting
SOG finger ring you know I'm selling everything

Hood niggas up now, guess I'm in luck now
Funny how the stush bitches all try and fuck now

It's Good to Be Here

Digable Planets

Reachin' (A New Refutation of Time and Space)

1993

the funky funky beats
stopped at pluto to cop some petrol
met some klingons and got our things on
cruisin warp 6 with mr. wiggles in the mix
hendrix passin

with the pen
I picture illustrate levitate up to a level where they delegate with devils
On the Highway to hell they lock picking up at heavens gates

My

to throwing hands I ain't as bad as they come
But I smoke you like some Okra on my grandmother's oven.
This the land of the struggle but we all getting by
We

Hungry

Common

DJ Mix '99

1998

Yo niggas don't want none of this 
Niggas know they can't fuck with this 
Turn this shit up just a little more 

I walk the night in rhyming

don't have endurance, I throw my hands up
11. Feeling like Jonah when you burned that leaf up
12. Tell me my prayers are landing on you
13. Tell me I'm

ain't going solo
My right hands here with me
I'm on a mission to success
if you can't actually see
So put your hands up if your fucking with me

Lay

weed just by the G
Left that bitch up to the streets
Keep that mask just like I'm ski
Cooking up the crystal like i'm Walter and Jesse
Head was heaven

The Litany of Satan
O you, the wisest and fairest of the cngels,
God betrayed by destiny and deprived of praise,
 
O Satan, take pity on my long

breakfast plate
Mix it with some eggs
Season it with your amazing grace
Now that's what I call an all-star
Breakfast for champions batter up home run
Hit it

Whither shall I go then from thy Spirit : or whither shall I go then from thy presence?
7 If I climb up into heaven, thou art there : if I go down to hell,

all these notes, yeah
I just got the contraband, I got it off the boat
My house like a castle, its surrounded by a moat
Cook me up some eggs, man I just

Get up eight times if you fall seven
Goin through hell just tryna get to heaven
If you have ten I gotta get eleven
There is no question, 7-17

Strip Club Luv

69 Boyz

The Wait Is Over

1998

lingerie
and I think I heard the DJ call her Sauncerea
body route around the pole on her hands and her knees
18 half black and half vietnamese
looking like

a murder show
I don't speak on shit I can't back up
Ain't gotta get full of shit for me to act up
Same niggas in your face, on your dick
Got they hands

thought
Mix the heaven wit that hell
I've been stirring the pot
Tryna settle my thoughts
I been peddalin' not
Aint wit the news I just got
It got my mind in

Good Time

Youth Group

The Night Is Ours

Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you