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nuts, then I (yeah)
Check my ball hair (what?), make sure it's all there (yeah)
Then call the pallbearer (yeah)
It's Music to Be Murdered By again, why

Yeah
Y'all ready for this one
I'm going off on this track like a flipping light switch
Flip the switch and I'm off to the races like Mitch
Rich Tim

Grass ain't greener on the other side
Why
Its only greener on mine
I cant even listen
Know the music the mission
Flexin and Finessin
I done counted every

the same thang
Been knowing I'm gang gang
She just tryna bang bang
Lil bitch is dead wrong
Her brother from the other side
And word around the hood is I'm

of what I've got and what I'm dealt
I'm walking down this trail, call me Roosevelt
By my side is Method, he ain't tepid, all intrepid
All you skillless

sure the source of confession's an enemy
Ugh, ready your alibi
All of us standing by
Side to side, single-file line
My ph is eight or nine, alkaline
When

One By One

Tha Dogg Pound

Dogg Food

1995

B. song
I maul fifty MC's, divided just by one
Now who's the greatest motherfucker other than myself?
Droppin' lyrical vitamins for your health,

on the other side
Suicide, suicide, suicide
Oh I, oh I, oh I'm
Treading on the tracks in the night time
It never really felt like the right time
Suicide,

a laugh 
I tell you what I like Wildings at Christmas mate

I grew up in Newport in the nineteen eighties
Hanging by the castle with all my mates
Sparking up

even see your short side
You short guys, on the seats courtside
While I'm in the game, playing
I'll leave this track so beat-the-fuck-up
You would've

Jazz (We've Got)

A Tribe Called Quest

The Low End Theory

1991

Strictly hardcore tracks, not a new jack swing
I grew up as a Christian so to Jah I give thanks
Collect my banks, listen to Shabba Ranks
I sing, and chat,

[MC Confusing]
Other rappers are comprehensible, not me
First on the mic, MC Confusing!
I took a piss on my nutsack and called it Jack Black
It's

Out on the streets in the 90's
Never had enough money for an ice cream
Niggas on the other side wanna fight me
All the chicks in the hood wanna wife

by my side
They gon' be surprised I'm pushin' my limits
Tell Rilla to run up a track
I'm goin' hard in the booth 'till I'm winning
Don't try to hit up

slide
Lemme' take you outside
Five four three two, I'm on you
You the one that's suppose to be here and that's truth
Need you by my side so don't run from

we drop that shit
And to all them OTHER motherfuckers
On that OTHER motherfucking side
Talking all that other blowsy ass shit
Y'all need to get back

shit
Within a 90 mile radius I'll tuck your shit
Don't let a Florida man get eaten by a wolf in the north
Justin Snow cool with Jones but still ain't

Check One, Two

D.I.T.C.

Live at Tramps New York "In Memory of Big L.," Vol. 2

1999

the track record
He would have seen that I'm solid
So gather round there's a new hombre in town
Influenced by James Brown
It's Diamond D with the sound that

friends
So where'd I go wrong, oh, where'd I go wrong
I had friends
In the darkest night, we'd stay by each other's side
I had friends
So where'd I go

The river flowed by my side
Me and Lukey dog got the chills run through
I think they're comin' back for me
I've been runnin' away
Since my days out back
I'm

Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by

heart in ya
You ain't let no other dog push you round either 
Been on my side ever since like my Levi's
Started in a pickup now we flying G5
We done came

the other side
You'll be that one, one day
You heard that shit a thousand times
I know you know that you the only thing that's valuable
Keep on your toes

on the other side and I'm the one to feel it,
Smoking, choking, toking trying to find a feeling,
I'm on the other side of feeling pretty even,
Don't you wish you