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got the real you,
You got the real me,
Gotta keep you close,
Thats never far that’s always,
I'll be by your side
And I'm never far away,
Pray to God

Don't Hate on Me

Da Brat

Life in 1472

1998

Real, real niggas, that's all I gotta say
You fuckin' with the real, you ball to get gusted
Really, the real ain't shit to be fucked wit'
Protected by

up
I don't care if you don't give a fuck
Easiest bands I'm running up
Talk on me and you fuck

Run my pad and get them bands
Yeah, bitch I'm with is

Close To You

Eddie Floyd

Eddie Loves You So

2008

Can you see 
By the look in my eyes
That I love and I need you by my side
Take my hand
Come and go with me
To a place I know 
Where's there is

Earth the whore see I do rhyme and crime
So I can purchase more
If you ain't in it for
That what the purpose for?
Act like you don't give a fuck though

you guzzling swine by The pint

Let this generation witness
False gods beheaded
And just remember Starvin said it
I want all the credit

Look at how

the streets

It's either dead or in jail
Or you get rich then you leave

I got niggaz in jail but
At least they ain't dead

There's no point doing road
If you

got to fantasize
Close your eyes and look alive before it's do or die
Who am I to look it in the eye and pass it by
A massive cry to passers-by come

lickert (bass)
Ruth underwood (orchestra drum set)
Jim pons (vocals)


Theodor bikel:
This, as you might have guessed, is the end of the movie. the entire

now
(Word up, say it to them real-, check this out it's a murda)

I got you stuck off the realness, we be the infamous
You heard of us, official

(Yo, Nflated, spice that bitch up)

Burnin' on Lilikoi, ashes look corduroy
R.I.P. Kobe Bryant, R.I.P. 24
I can make a cool 50K in less than

the bank fi set Dat
2.8 million fi a big yacht
Ringo tell dem

If u nah look money don't call me
Poverty affi dead by a morning
Dignitary hustling Anu small

a façade (façade) 
'Cause if you live by the sword, you get judged by the judge (judge)
'Cause these niggas crash dummies (crash dummies)
These niggas

innocent if you're accepting your abuse
It's Stockholm syndrome we must be dumb
Cause we sitting by the table still begging them for crumbs man
This is our

on the switch like Jim Crow spent it

Right wrist look like frozen water
At this point, why even bother
Came too close to death wasn't startle
Fuck y'all niggas,

and Switzerland look
Like potato wedges norway, Sweden
And New Zealand all have
Far too crinkly edges

If you have a lot of coastline then
Your sides will not be

feel
Tell me how you feel
Tell me how you feel

Tell me how you feel
Tell me how you feel
Tell me how you feel

Tell me if it's real
Tell me if it's real

just made my first milly sellin' straight dope
Why the fuck am I even rappin' or tryin'
Completely uninspired by niggas constantly lyin'
Feed you shit

a nigga
Need to tell the truth that's the real you
You talking shit but ion' hear you
I'm so up you down so I ain't near you
So behind me, yeah you in

got a lot of people that depend on me
Why you think that I got
A slice on my generation, my God is great
Tripping if you think my squad is safe
I got

7 Dee Jays [Bonus Track]

Boogie Down Productions

Edutainment [Edited]

1990

called, Edutainer 
You'll find the law of balance on the two turntables 
So look out for the FRESH Edutainer label 

[KRS-One] 
Biddi-by-by, by

The Professionals

Tracey Lee

Many Facez

1997

the instructions, and the 

blueprints have been structured, it's time to do it. 

AV, chick, you set bombs, to defuse it, if they 

got confused wit, the plan

can't get back the time

You don't even understand
I be feeling like i'm dead
Depression taking over me
I just smile, laugh instead 

I been spitting real

at me
You look back at me when you
Throw it back at me
Dip it down low, pick it up slow
By the end of the song
It be touchin' your toes
If you leave