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and we leaving it empty
She giving me top in the back of the renty
I'm money man like I'm money man perry
I play with the cat so you calling me Tom
These

been in da South
At my grandma house eating soul food
Girl you thick as fuck body whole foods
Surrounded by some freaks
Smokin' on some dank water for my

and ruinous
A hint of anger, he used to be,
Just barely balanced
You, Soul despising a man of prayer
Spit a melted soul to the sky,
Flaming anger and empty

an art school snob
But I have learned to live with it - can you live with it, Bob?
Hey, Bobby, where's my backstage pass?

Man of the people, Mr Laurence

going all out
And that's word to my niece

Spoil my plans
I don't think so man
Be'cause you just get juked by the slip of the hand
Word to abnormal live

Refugees on the Mic

Fugees

Blunted on Reality

1994

H-to-the-A-to-the-I-to-the-T-to-the-I
Live or die, it's nothin' but a dark side
Fugees on the mic, yeah
Yo', refugees on the mic, oh yeah, oh yeah

Man, I went to cops the other day

to dwell fighting to take control
I’m just a man made to fight, I fear for my soul
Verse 2 - Bone cracking cold fatal disease, warm and dry is never seen

heard that in America every man was free
To live the way he chose to live and be who he could be

Some of them were farmers there and tilled the frozen

I'm livin good
I'm still in the hood
I can't trust a soul
Cause this world is cold
I'm livin good
I'm still in the hood
I can't trust a sould
Cause

man why it always so cold
Almost no one out there lucky I'm not alone
Crowded by cold people everyone grab your coats
These raps say all the words for

Eye Know

De La Soul

Hip Hop Party [K-Tel]

1999

on the mat
Hip-hop love this is and don't mind when I quiz
Your involvements before the sun
But clear your court 'cause this is a one-man sport
And who's

Eye Know

De La Soul

3 Feet High and Rising

1989

Lottos on the mat
Hip-hop love this is and don't mind when I quiz
Your involvements before the sun
But clear your court 'cause this is a one-man sport

we pay

We try to deny what we can't explain
Fallen pieces on the black squares in a dead man's game
Bullets flying young lives taken away
"Four more

Man these streets cold ain’t no love pray to god save my soul
How you do me wrong 30 my bro can’t believe you told
Straight up from the deep ends

your soul too
Every man in the world wants you
But you want me baby too

Stretch your body
Over my aching soul
And come to know
All there is to know
All

on with you

Second cousin of the Dizzy man
And the nephew of the devil
A girl sent to me by the devil

I'm getting it on and I can't do me wrong
Got jazz

Ohh, I'm the man, alright
Ohh, take ya man's advice
If you're not getting yours
Go kick down the door
I'm the man up in these streets
The best man

a soul
You can have everything and nothing, still nobody knows
There's a reason why the doves will never fly with the crows
Chapters eventually closed,

Preach to the lot
Preach the gospel to the lost soul
Jesus is my rock
Gotta duck from the firey darts thrown
Preach to the flocks
Yh he’s the king

mercy
Lord by Your Grace she wants to live straight
But right now Lord she's too curvy
Perfect man is too dirty, Lord nobody can meet your standards
So

turn to dust feel me

This was my life apart from Christ
A wise man's tragedy lost in my vanity
A time to live a time to die
Madness and folly versus

Don't Sell It

The Cruel Sea

This is Not the Way Home

1991

In the lonely streets of every town
In the home of Mr. Jones
The men all sell their souls to love
But their women sleep alone

The women sell their

rap shit
I really do it
My whole life, man, is really music
Through my bassline, I'm livin' through it
Another expression of life I
Couldn't live

Tribute to the Martyrs

Steel Pulse

Sound System: The Island Anthology

1997

free will it then by force
Break the bondage plot that course.

Remember.........
Message preach to all, you hear something
Doctrine for the soul, you