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How We Do

Paris

Sonic Jihad

2003

on that Che
Guevera seen the fear in they eyes, we world - wide
Swat these phony niggas like flies, who want to ride

And vibe off my serenade, terror

lyin' 'bout my jewelry
Every chain is fake
And all that Gucci isn't new to me
I bought it secondhand so I'd look
Cool on your computer screen
So I'm tired

Life is a book each day is a page
Each word - a moment in time and as you read
The story unfolds
It's there to see in your mind

In my book

think that's all I know

Well, in these days of winter
These second-hand people knock on my door
They say, My friend, tell me a story of days of old, but

upon each other this way
And it's hard for me to say but I'm afraid to fall in love
But you serenade my mind just like the mornings and the doves and my

I was blind
Now I count my blessings
Count my blessings
Wonder who will provide
Love is always with you God is by your side
Fear then we hide
What we

Easy Money

REO Speedwagon

Nine Lives

1979

South of the border and busted
Caught by a woman I trusted
Now, don't you call me a fool
It could have happened to you
It's just my luck
It had

an unbelievable night
I called it surreal, Sir Mix-a-Lot tape in
Hit the spot, spot my next victim
I'm picky like I missed a spot shavin'
Came to sip vodka, shit

Call [Neptunes Remix]

Backstreet Boys

Now, Vol. 7

2001

'em and shuffle, love how I twist 'em and tussle
Sex play, next day, call me, uh

Let me tell you the story about the call that changed my destiny

Walked in on Sunday (Uh huh, keep talkin')
Need a medical kit (Uh huh, keep talkin')
And my decimal figures (yeah, keep talkin')
She said "Lil Boat a lil'

girl, she all on my dick
She want in the pic'
Couldn't tell me shit, couldn't tell me shit
Run up on me, like a dreadlock
That's how big it twist (Juice)

chambers palpitating can you see your losses
Expands your wins and let your wings maneuver albatrosses
Count the force remainder 3 in increments of 2
My

narrows her eyes
Everyone looks at my mother she is one of
If not the most influential
Socialites in the city
He hands her two passes
A red one for her

shall be forsaken
And a new age has begun

Day by day to the lay, I always took myself to school and did it with my due diligence
Got outta bed every

me at a young age
And shoved me and my baby brother my mother's way
And comin home late every night
I used to hear him grabbin momma by the neck,

walking thought the city and i’m breathing in the secondhand smoke
with every person passing by i realize i feel so alone
and i know i shouldn’t want

bow before me
Here's the twist in your sad story
It's time to meet your bitter end
'Cause nothing tastes so sweet as revenge

Betrayed by my own

Fist

Eric Himan

Eric Himan

2001

Allow me to make my big entrance for all the ears out there, till your eyes fit their function in a unified stare, I will douse myself with joy,

M.I.A.

Missin' Linx

2001: A Rhyme Odyssey

2000

in action
The artist formerly known as Fashion
By the way my name Attack, first name Black
And Problemz
Put it all together and y'all still

magical night

Ohoo oh oh oh

We're caught in a moment, it feels so right
With you by my side, we'll take flight high

Ohoo oh oh oh

You and I, dancing in

much in the end

As today, the day of my reclamation of my own story
Not for you, or from anybody really
I sit by the white gray windowsill and smile

never in my plans to be the God Damn Man
With a king palm ready
Rum and coke in my hand
Self love the mentor and the story began
One thing about me that

This tale is about more than hearts entwined
But I'll sing your serenade in tune
Phrases from my Artistic mind
In our love, we are attuned

In my

mami knowing what you think of
A mermaid serenade while your back gets rubbed 
Mesmerized in a trance as I watch baby dance
She like joy in my hands got