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It Wasn't Me, It Was the Fame

EPMD

Unfinished Business

1989

jockin, now nobody's dissin
Written and produced by the new rap duo
Yes EPMD, now I'm known in school
I see the backstabbers, and the elderly creature

about to find out

Blood red
Blood red
How the dog get down, and what the dog is about mothafucka

Blood red
Blood red
If they don't know by now,

all I'm still me
The lows I know they build me, one day I know they feel me
I, pray I rise, I pray I fly
I, see my dreams, takeoff to the skies
I'm

a cell? Have
You ever made a sale?
Have you ever been in a cell? No
That's what lead us back to this chart
Cause these are blood cells they
Travel through

people that know me
Say I've got bars and we know what that means
I'm getting pretty far following dreams
I've got dreams not set in stone
Tapping speedy

risks are all that we're worth
That's the collateral damage curse
Man made myths about all the things
Which man did not make to control what they can't

the norm
I'm gonna take the world by storm, just give this one listen more
If you ain't pick up what I said, you ain't really about it
This ain't slinging

protection by the sixth 
cwed by the P.O.G I fell for the unspoken rizz
So they ask me why I'm a mad hatter, new yolk changed me no knicks
Just tryna be a star

get freaky
Get loose, get it girl

(Chorus: Eleni Foureira)
Sweet Dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
I travel the world & the seven seas

a pile with bloody dirt in my smile
You buried me in a pile 
You buried me in a pile 

What about the ones that don't make it
(Are there times when you

the booth full fledge attack
All u fake artist that was activated 
By a drop of blood then bragged u made it
U don't get props or congratulated cause u hate

Get You Mad

King Tech

This or That [Wushow]

1999

just about to toss a live grenade
In your driveway (what?) and drive away
Are you afraid of a blade made of a razor with AIDS
Blood drippin' from it,

Get You Mad

Sway & King Tech

This or That

1999

just about to toss a live grenade
In your driveway (what?) and drive away
Are you afraid of a blade made of a razor with AIDS
Blood drippin' from it,

Of A Kind, A Man Supreme
I Know I'm In All The Ladies' Dreams
I'm The R-A-H And The I-E-M
I Put A Wiggle In Your Butt If a Tell Me When
I'm A Son Of A gun With

either bow right now, or you're done for
The city made a nigga so cutthroat
I'm in a war zone, niggas let them thangs go
I'm from the city ain't too many

gotta see me man
When you see me you keep the
Same energy that you had
You know what I'm saying?
I got blood all over me, you know, when
When you niggas

get freaky
Get loose, get it girl

(Chorus: Eleni Foureira)
Sweet Dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
I travel the world & the seven seas

Mini Producer
I'll be there about five
Oouu
Swing by(swing by)
I'm outside(I'm outside)
Let's ride(let's ride)
I'll be there about five(oouu)
Swing

loose (get get)
Get nasty, get freaky (get get)
Get loose, get it girl

Sweet Dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
I travel the world

add up all the money that you
Made from every battle that you ever had
That wouldn't even be half of what
I'm getting paid for this you make me sick

posing, questions no answers. Only break um when im popppin on the dancefloor

Live by the pen die by my pen now.

Loom Harp, Harp loom, hard start, hard

Ayy (ayy), ayy (ya), ayy (ya), ayy (ya), look (look)

This that shit that made me ball out on my old bitch, ooh (ooh)
Yeah, I'm chosen, I ain't

like CPR.
Made the west side world wide.
No PR. Gangsta rap god. Imma end all be all.
California love from the Bloods to the C-Dogs.
The Compton monsters

the road
Flew back then flew in
My mum knows what I'm doing
And deep down, I know she's screwing
I fell asleep with 13 scores in my mouth
Had a dream about