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Philly where you make it out
But it's never safe in
Play this whenever you wanna play this
Call me George Bush cause I'm blowin'
Up when I'm with my clique

the fleek hoes (hoe)
You know I never give my
Soul up for a bankroll (no)
Knock some lights out, seeing rainbows
(bow bow) all this water, bitch
Go fetch me

Blown Away

Tech N9ne

Sickology 101

2009

and it's pain
Gotta talk about the people with a attitude
Hiss me and slipped in my lane
I've been wrecking crowds for a long second now
Got 'em guessing

decimal, I need seven figures to play the joint
Turn up your decibels, peep how I decimate a joint
Check out my projects like them workers that Section 8

364 Days to Go

Brad Paisley

A Brad Paisley Christmas

2006

tree in our living room
Fills the room with pine perfume
And colored lights dancing on the walls
While Nat King Cole sings "Deck The Halls"

Don't

through curtains who would I murder?
Pearl silencer screw on my
Burner four four caliber
The new Nat Turner I'll make
Hitler wear a yarmulke kKK celebrate

Can't believe another year's come and gone 
Sittin on a plane with my headphones on 
Nat King Cole singing Christmas songs 

Headed out west to my

I'm next and I give you the reasons
Get it like Cole when I'm killing my demons
In demand, yeah, feel like I'm the man
Woah
See the prince turn king

drown my demons out
Woke up in a dream
Real life I passed out
Pressure on my head
Tryna press me when I'm dead
If you ain't got no haters
Tell me how you

with the Super Sunday rush
We're trotting to the cot cause your
Style turns back to mush
I flip out the funk off the frame
Now you know my name-

Man it's cold with Coles 
But I know ima grow to a diamond
Been on my grind and 
I already know I could flow with Coles and the logics
But that ain't

Respected by my peers from Drizzy
To Cole to Kenny
Thank you for the love and inspiration plenty
Yeah, I'm loved by many
And only hated by a little

Now I

B-Boy Bouillabaisse

Beastie Boys

Paul's Boutique [Japan]

1989

Took off her pants
You know what I saw?

Right about now I'd like to dedicate this song out to my main homie Mike D
Get on the mic, g-get on the mic

hand out
Tell em to run, tell em to run
I climbed up like King Kong
Looking like a dirt bag
Checking if my fleas gone
Laced up my chucks but I don’t run

Involved with the intro no strings attached
It's something like a plimsoll
Just for your info
Grime to me's like jazz was to Nat King Cole
They don't

and the flamingoes
In New Mexico I'm desperado Johnny Ringo
Nat King Cole cause they stealing all my lingo

This ain't adding up
I done had enough
I look at the clock

a race for the throne 
Step back if you wanna keep your dome 
You know I'm on my when in Rome shit 
Homicide cases connecting names to faces 
When I was

All that, yeah! Gosh! Bringing back some.... I wanna go out and do it.
Based on a charge of the light brigade! Watch out! My goodness, woah, never has

on my back
And share the love
Cause I care for ya
I’m Nat Turner meets Nat King Cole and David Walker
Black William Lloyd  Garrison
Black Barry Gibbs

And I'm runnin' this shit so I'm watchin' my pace
You know where I am, I'm outside, we can fight
And I'm rocking all black with the pack by the light
Gotta

Trapped in the Drive-Thru

Weird Al Yankovic

Straight Outta Lynwood

2006

car doors

Put my key in the ignition
And then I turn it sideways
Then we fasten our seat belts
As we pull out the driveway

Then we drive

Is You
Break out the Elvis
And Nat King Cole
All the decorations and bake the cookie dough
But I don't want no Santa comin' down my chimney
All I want

by in a thrill
Tell the clock to stop, pray the moon would stand still
This Christmas
I don't want it to end
Mariah Carey and Nat King Cole
All over

Elroy 
My fly is like a Jetson 

Sydney Sexton (Hook) 

I wanna see how you feel baby 
In the dark
I wanna see how you feel baby
Lights out
I wanna see