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Ay!
Bitch!
Flyest motherfucker, I be steppin' on they necks
Bitch I got the psilocybin, hit me up for the connect
If you talkin' shit, you better say

To write each audio imaging voice on the dust screen
A simple series of jagged spikes and troughs
Print out on the microwave band

Yes, the first one of them

to you right fucking now
Oh fuck yeah, let me play this shit

Aight, peace bro
Now I'm out here, rappin' hell to corny
You see Mercedes, and now he lookin'

Say my neck 'bout to break
My chain too heavy (It boutta break)
Rebirth of Lou Scott Makaveli (Ooh, purp)
Born stacking bread like the deli
(I do, I've

Opium

Jump, Little Children

Early Years, Vol. 1

2001

coming off the fix, the sleeve tricks 

Strike it up if judah sticks 
The brass band, hold hands 
Right across the new land 
Have an accent pay your

launched upon the tide and all the townsfolk cheered,
A brass band played but not a word of omens they had feared,
But before the afternoon was out

Prince Ali

Robin Williams

Aladdin [Original Soundtrack]

1992

and dropped by
With sixty elephants, llamas galore
With his bears and lions
A brass band and more
With his forty fakirs, his cooks, his bakers
His birds

Prince Ali [Aladdin 2019]

Will Smith

Aladdin [Polydor]

1993

And that, good people, is why
he got all cute and dropped by
With (sixty elephants, llamas galore) for real?
(With his bears and lions, a brass band

Prince Ali

Disney

The Music Behind the Magic

1994

and dropped by
With sixty elephants, llamas galore
With his bears and lions
A brass band and more
With his forty fakirs, his cooks, his bakers
His birds that

Love Story

Liza Minnelli

The Collection

1998

you're pretty in the mornin'
And some nights we'll go out dancin' if I'm not too tired
Some nights we'll sit romancin'
Watchin' the late show by

Everybody! Look at this madness
Decide how to handle the sadness

Rioters form to a brass combo
Jamming on the Bands riffing
Jaxx steps back and turns up

Can't seem to settle for settlin' down
They say the clock's tickin'
Well hell, let it run out
I ain't livin' by anybody's rules
I ain't givin' in

Undead!
Undead!
Undead!
Undead!
Undead!

Chorus:
(Undead!)
You better get up out the way,
Tomorrow we'll rise so let`s fight today.
You know I don`t

my guts like tangled twine
Cause all I got is brass knuckles and a bolo knife
And mad John Finns' wife is all
And the three of us walk out of the hall

the north of Baton Rouge to Atlanta
Talk out his top, put them bands on him, bitch (the fuck?)
I be runnin' my city, the police don't like it
They know we

pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not

CHOSEN ONE out a million

Foldin on paper might stress me
If I ain got backup plans
Bet you ain't wiling to bet me 
I blow up & get tha bands

I'm doin tha

Cingularity Point

Canibus

C of Tranquility

2010

ignite the rebirth of M.C's lyrically,
The "C" of Tranquility, what will it really be?
What does the future hold,? What do you really see?
I see

from the waves and sand I, I need a rock to stand by
I need some bands on standby

In Atlanta with my bro dem
The only thing constant is change
I

yeah, yeah
I just stuffed a stick in my brand new pants, yeah, yeah
He didn't take the stand, straight out the can, he straight to bands, yeah (hey)
So

Chicken Bone Charlie and Sally Sweet Potata
Tearin' up the house doin' the alligator
Leftover Louie and his husband Dan
Two-steppin' by

I'm known to keep it real, and I ain't never goin' out
Told lil bro he aint lackin when he steppin' out the house
We really steppin', they thinking that

and lions
A brass band and more
With his forty fakirs, his cooks, his bakers
His birds that warble on key
Make way for prince Ali!

I don’t milly rock
I don’t dance with them bands
I just diddy bop
Hunnit grams ona scale
That’s a dilly pop
Cirocs in my chain
So I diddy bop
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