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In da Club

R. Kelly

Crunk Juice

2004

like some sex on a Friday night
But then again nothing like some sex in any night
After that gotta go got appointments girl
I'm a doctor, I got other

down let’s take it from tonight
Baby You
Are the story of my whole life
And I can’t choose whether
I’m in it for friendly fire
You know I know you know

If 10 more million fireflies
Would light the world outside my bed
Can't make a world from mine
A life my babygurl not tryna live
She locked her eyes

Lawton, AKA Deadshot
Flashback to Deadshot holding a phone
Next to him – and then a travelling shot
Of Gotham’s rooftops
Followed by Deadshot planting

dead but I still a rise from the slum too powerful they realise fearles I got the fire burning in my eyes still got the wonds and scares that they give

dead but I still a rise from the slum too powerful they realise fearles I got the fire burning in my eyes still got the wonds and scares that they give

dead but I still a rise from the slum too powerful they realise fearles I got the fire burning in my eyes still got the wonds and scares that they give

dead but I still a rise from the slum too powerful they realise fearles I got the fire burning in my eyes still got the wonds and scares that they give

Covered by the blood I'm not anemic
Stay on 10 like all of my toes
Holy Ghost fire got ya boy on go
King A in da building you know that I'm chosen
Feeling

bones, there buried

And kings gave solemn words from their thrones for the fires
to be bellowed into furnaces roaring brighter, seven times, till

one life to live
This shit for the founders
New born kings
Not the outta towners with the billboard schemes
Trust us, Cult Encounters a problem
Enough

the sins I committed
Long live King Sosa, nd King David, they was stuck In them trenches
I just wanna thank God the most, cause you Always listen
Still with

misty, my life's predicted by a gypsy
I'll one day walk into shots, drunk off champagne from Sicily
This be the drama, I'ma pause like a comma in

to the suites, anywhere we can meet
Then live on to Compton, Slausen swap meet
Worldwide, get swept away by the tide
By G's, and B.G's, O.G's, its time to ride

Cold Lampin' with Flavor

Public Enemy

It Takes a Nation of Millions to Hold Us Back

1988

tank into metro
Live lyrics from the bank of reality
I kick the flyest dope maneuver technicality
To a dope track, you wanna hike get your backpack

lives
and because soldiers are crossing borders armed with guns
children are dying as final result - man fuck the world
Wars waged by puppets because it's

of a child dying from birth I crawled so pure and divine
I feed you, come alive
I love you, under your skin I thrive in my disguise
I live for death this time

Supa GFK

Ghostface Killah

The Big Doe Rehab

2007

fire's in
You dwelling in hell where them snitch niggaz lyin, friend
Ya skin start bubbling from in the hot oven
Say peace to my man down there, K-Dozen

hijackings?

Soul rides by a vehicle
Low drive by a signal
Saw Christ by a miracle

Aren't just flaws
Unjust laws? It's just floors

A thugs' cause

It's like

a million dollars tell'em holla accelerator
Live by the golden rule all gold everything
You can have the body armor karma boomerang
Hundred thousand dollars

Triple Platinum

Scrilla

Rather You Than Me

2017

a diamond feel
Fire on me nigga, this is not a fire drill
Real trap nigga, live like I'm triple platinum
Marble the floors and put gold on my cabinets
My

a touchdown
And I probably hit a lick
Fuck a drive by Get run down
I probably slip the clip
I live on my time like Muay Thai
I'm leaning when I kick
Again that

In heavens gates we live in paradise
But it's hell on earth surrounded by fire and ice
And satellites
Repent as I have sin revelation predict the end

Off my X flow, with a next hoe
While I transit, all my sex over
To my penthouse, in my sex cove
While my bitches giving me the XOs
Lanvo, king of flow,