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call it luck
Why can't it just be I'm blessed
I'm a track-star, running through life
Chasing my dream
Best deal I made was trading the
Mic for that

autograph
Swear to God nigga! Swear to God!
I'm sure his ass won't make a confession
But they can tell by your facial
Expression it's not a lie
You can't

tummy, she bring it right back

Oh my God
Aight
Aight
Get fucked by the nigga, nigga Michael Jackson

Shorty in the back, she like it when I hit my Michael

the rank
I don't care if you know frank
All your talking is poppycock
It's all insured by Plymouth Rock
I'm spitting hit and runs
Ask ghost I got a Tommy gun

cause he be God? Oh no
G-o-d, I be not he, it's true, don't call me loco
And my man Eric the Wiz will stir the mini mix up like Coco
Cut like Michael

a painting made exactly how I wanna make it.
Do another take and get it right, 127 times!
I'll make you learn to love me! I'm the bomb, drop ultraviolent

If my enemies love their kids
Only if my enemies love their kids
If my enemies love their kids
If my enemies love their kids
Only if my enemies love

make my raps bigger than life
But not knowing how to market it right
Turned on the radio
Only cat new from the West
Coast was playin' was Bishop
And by

Aye
I'm boutta yuh
I'm
Catfish
Yuh yuh
Aye
Yuh, mhmm
Feel like Swayzee it's not crazy saying I'm the only one in the world
Who really doesn't care
If

Lady Shacklin - It's all Love

Big Mic - Yeah

Lady Shacklin - It's All Love, Love, Love

Profit Z - Yo tell'em about it Mic

Big Mic - yo, It's All

Something Like That

Tim McGraw

Place in the Sun

1999

forget

I had a barbecue stain on my white t-shirt
She was killing me in that mini-skirt
Skippin' rocks on the river by the railroad tracks
She had

question our love for this
Mention the sacrifice for it all to exist
Won't fall to the fist only if it uplifts
On call with the gifts still shifting'

rich knockin hits out the ball park (come on)
With his Les Paul Guitar as his call card
He fell in love with the music, it was all heart
And when you

Playboy Short

Too Short

Greatest Hits, Vol. 1: The Player Years, 1983-1988

1993

sucker MC's
Chilling out in the Oaktown singing a rap

No MC could rock like that
Now I say it like bitches say
No MC could rock my way
When I rap

you should be kinda flattered because
I consider it an honour and a privilege
To be loved by me
So don't take this to heart
I love all my women
I love

Let It Out

Tha Alkaholiks

Coast II Coast

1995

let it out

Anything you could do I could do fresher
When I'm on the microphone I rock the shit without no pressure
Cause I snuck my forty ouncer

American Pie

Catch 22

Washed Up! EP

1999

do We're on a mission,
To beef with anyone who fucks with our ambition
So check it and give a listen and let me explain
Yo E-rock bring back that

Can't Truss It

Public Enemy

Apocalypse 91...The Enemy Strikes Black

1991

Can't truss it

And I judge everyone, one by the one
Look here come the judge
Watch it here he come now
I can only guess what's happening
Years ago

Something Like That

Tim McGraw

Cream of Country, Vol. 4

2000

forget

I had a barbecue stain on my white t-shirt
She was killing me in that mini-skirt
Skippin' rocks on the river by the railroad tracks
She had

feelin' fine
With substance in an abundance
The juice is so divine
We scared by the shit
Then you died just like your love for swine
It all collide with

Soul Flower

The Pharcyde

Sold My Soul

2005

how I love to get high

Eee ah ooh ah ah (many times)
What the?
Oh what the heck
Niggas just want to get wrecked to the track
It's brand new

Soul Flower (Remix)

The Pharcyde

Bizarre Ride II the Pharcyde

1992

Niggas just wanna get wrecked to the track
It's brand new and heavy as a Chevy and in fact
The Pharcyde is coming and I hope we're not wack
But at this

these niggas stealing all my flows yea yea
Mans still sliding in the mini van
In the stu geeked up I'm with Talivan yea
It's a lot of fake love ion feel

be your ex?
Flaws of a baby step, mauled by the mouth of Pitbulls
Put me under stress, crawled under rocks, ducking y'all
It's respect—but then