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wear that dress

Oh, kiss me, beneath the milky twilight
Lead me out on the moonlit floor
Lift your open hand
Strike up the band and make the fireflies

got bills to pay (yeah, baby)
Can I get to the yams?

I'm up early for them yams
By my lonely, need no friends
Keep it goin', never end, baby

When It's Night-Time in Italy, It's Wednesday Over Here

The Everly Brothers

The Price of Fame 1960-1965 [Box Set]

2006

this man around?
Why strike him when he's down?
Just hit him with a hammer and then bite him on his cheek!"

Up stepped an Irish cop
Who said, "This

THOMPSON

Peter Parker with a 6th sense
Lil touch will tell u if it's money or it's too dense
Boots getting muddy, my fault made a new mess
Bill

Immigrants and traders, sing about him

A man for a man and a hand for a hand
Trust in the music, strike up the band
The more that we sing, the less that we

to a liquor store wall
A damaged soul too far gone to save 

Goodbye Wild Bill
I can see your smile and hear you laughing still

We were a rag tag band

Hundred dollar bills
Cheap thrills 
Yeah, smoking kills 
But I like how it feels 
cnd we're all a lil broken 
So I hope your heart heals 

Hundred

trust
If ya bands is up
A man in some hand-me downs will
Be like "Hands is up" ante up
If I don't win then my family fucked
And I was told
"Don't hold ya

Operator

Ol' Dirty Bastard

A Son Unique [Not Released]

2005

Dirty Bastard]
Yo! Met this bitch by the name of Subie
She was a bad bitch, she had a big ol' booty
She got me setting up when I went to the projects

Go pick her up, I heard She doing badly
Money I make on the block is steady
Stay on the block, my niggas ready
Yu see my bands, it spread like confetti

I'm pullin' up with a stick boy
I'm pullin' up with the work boy
I'm pullin' up with a bad boy
I'm skirting off in a Jag boy
Pull up, pull up pull

to fuck, okay Aite
I’m getting high just like a kite
We get him gone by the end of the night
She think ima fold sike
Ten on his head strike  
Nah I ain’t buy

they drive by you like bill board posters
When you strike out, not getting no homers
Ain't iced out but my heart feel frozen
I guess it's from da risk

with the alligators
Try to stack my money
But I got so many bills
And it's causing me some issues
Got me all up in my feels
Wanna buy a new car
But I

got a whole buncha green bills
Got a fork and I got them bands in them

I wish I would catch a nigga with his hands in it
Find that nigga dead with

Live at the Barbeque

Main Source

Breaking Atoms

1991

Nasty Nas is a rebel to America
Police murderer, I'm causing hysteria
My troops roll up with a strange force
I was trapped in a cage and let out by

I'ma see you in Hell (inhale)
Battle rap? Boy you wouldn't win a debate
The type of legacy I got
You don't get by mistake
Man don't let them amp you up

Bitch, I'm fuckin' ballin', I ain't talkin' bout my nut sack
Talkin' bout like all these fuckin' bills, like a duck quack
Choppa knock him out his

I'm working to a bill but not 100 bucks
8hunnidbooming I do not give no fucks
If you want the work nigga go run it up
When I'm breaking her back imma

tried to feed ya I'm a dog I bite back
Strike back thirty shots couple bills on dirty glocks
I can't fuck wit you luh boy cause in that room I heard he

not smoke backwoods 

I know I sound chill 

But really I’m outraged 

Like enraged

This the sound of trauma 

Covered up with a band aid 

Ha

Well, a wicked jungle sound system and banging samba band
Has all been overshadowed by a burning police van
It was vital protest action, standing up

Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
Uh
Yeah 4K
Had to run up them bands fasho
I can't hold up my pants no more
Bring me down I won't let it go
Had enough of these

The Message

Grandmaster Flash & the Furious Five

Rap: Hall of Fame

1992

the cars go by, roarin' as the breezes blow
Crazy lady, livin' in a bag
Eatin' outta garbage pails, used to be a fag hag
Said she'll dance the tango, skip