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a couple of Nigga’s
If you don’t believe me
Just ask Phew that’s why we humble niggas
I hold my head for the fallen
so they see me up
I had

Big City Girls

April Wine

Nature of the Beast

1981

(myles goodwyn)
Published by northern goody two tunes, ltd./capac - ascap

Late night hustle goin' down in the city
A one way street on the wrong

over Chorus Two]
Where them No Limit boys at? Throw them up
Them No Limit girls, get money or what?
Told y'all clownz ain't no stoppin us
Putcha gameface

a pound or two
Once the pack touch my hand then it's off to the races
One thing I don't do is deal with random faces
Money only gonna come in by how fast

was only me and you 
The only two 
I preach to god and angel too
Never see eye to eye 
But we always move by two
Good and bad I learnt from you
Im

One two
One two yee
Started from the bottom now we going to the top
Damn made it out the muscle now we finna drop
Had to go through the struggle

rush 2

In the city of lights, heartbeats ignite
As the clock strikes twelve, we come alive come alive
Lost souls seeking thrill, adrenaline's high
We're

Don't Say a Word

J Dilla

Dillanthology, Vol. 1: Dilla's Productions for Various Artists

2009

a real big gun
(No more starvin') I seen more evolution than Charles Darwin
Mental revolution with physical attributes of Tarzan
I fold more papers than

realignment
And you pressure don't need no reminder
Fuck them hoes, you can do it by yourself
Baby come a lil closer and share a breath
From the South, but I

Soul Thing

Taylor Hicks

Under the Radar

2005

The muses visit me.
Yet in soft, low tones,
They always say to me,
Say to me,

"It ain't no groove thing,
It ain't no country twang,
It's a simple refrain;

Whatchu Want

The Notorious B.I.G.

Duets: The Final Chapter

2005

bow down
By now you fuckers know this is our crown
Two Uptown bullies, Brooklyn Biggie
Bedstuy Hov like Bedstuy Gold
Behold the fly-est (it's

Can’t tell me nuthin (u can not tell me nuthin)
Mothafuckas can’t tell me nuthin (can’t tell me nuthin)
Na, nada, no, no (can’t tell me nuthin)
Ha,

Welcome 2 da area bfda coming to you
With them hectic bars, to pump up in your cars
Boyz from da area, moey bulldogs j-muscle sugar-d lil penrith

past
The after you see Him
I don't have to proceed
With no master's degree to change the art
I came and waxed the museum
I saw, I conquered
I paused my

Ultimate Flow

Clipse

Re-Up Gang: The Saga Continues

the re-up gang, 
2 zero comma five a key, the peace symbol front of the v, 
Fuck gold digger bitches my set be freaks uh, 
Momma I needs no harm ya lack

(nah)

(Verse 2)
Take a walk through 
Museum of fine arts
Exhibit of hip hop & basquiat 
I never thought
I spot my name credited
Contribute to history

of two
On Jamaica Avenue getting it tattooed
'Cause you make me feel what
No other man could do

Lust and desire
You lure me to the flame near your

it by
Tearing butterflies in half
And some men do it in Palm Springs
Laying it into butter-blondes
With Cadillac souls
Cadillacs and butterflies

a keg and a custom D2
Looking like a zombie
Drooling at all this free food
Hey! Do the demon shuffle
Put up your horns and carve the muscle
Summon summon

be by hustle
I say no be by muscle oh
Baba God go run for you
When him feel say your time don come
Make I no see disgrace ohh
Lord I dey pray for your

that two-door, that hoe tip-toein'
She heard my new song, she tryin' to feel on me
Where you get it? "I don't know" You a lie
You a THOT "No I'm not"

Smash the Mac

Crass

Best Before 1984

1986

Jack you shit on the fence.

But the fence, the fence, is owned by America.
Sit on the fence, owned by America.
They make no pretence, it's owned by

Verse 1

Woke up wanting you beside me
I don't know what else to say
Ain't no particular reason
Just hit by your wave

Maybe I'll grab a cup

this no more

Captain of the ship
Is back do you see him?
The throwbacks are old
I get calls from museums
They watch how I maneuver
The game, trying