Lyrics:
the rock from Detroit and soul from Motown
The underground stoned fuckin pimp
With tracks that mack and slap back the whack
Never get in the way, I don't
Hello, and welcome to the instructional audio series of, "Rock Vocal Power"
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Live and you learn lil mama
They ain't seen a boy this hot since a young since Dwayne Carter
Oh
Give it to em like ready rock servin' on that corner
far greater
I am like Michael Angelo the archangel
If he was a dark natured art painter
Painting a picture of heart failure
Look at the all the trash In
ya girl says ya got a small wee wee
Now ya want to go upside her head (What you talkin bout!!!)
Then you feel intimidated by the things she said (Yo
the rest of y'all should learn about it
Yo I'm sick in the booth, and everything I makes hood
I spit the truth and medicine don't usually taste good
This is
the band
It was a really fun song
Rockin' Robin
Rock, rock
Rockin' Robin
He made me a cassette tape
And I wish I could find it
But at the end of the tape
and another, Michael Jackson, Stevie Wonder
Set some R&B over the track for "Deep Cover" (187!)
The kid got wild, started acting erratic
He said "Yo, that
chest, a topic important that I gotsta mention, cause everytime I
Grab the mic and rock it, it's the thing that grabs your attention, here's some clues
on my penis (whatchu mean by that?)
Ho-ho, when I chose to be a, never lovin' no hoes, never goin' there
But I'ma shoto, can get everything, I rock
[Verse 1: Fam-Lay]
Hmmm...yes sirrrrrr
Rock and roll, man roll and rock
I got tens, got twentys, got fifty blocks
I got smoke to buy, coke for
tummy, she bring it right back
Oh my God
Aight
Aight
Get fucked by the nigga, nigga Michael Jackson
Shorty in the back, she like it when I hit my Michael
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
in again
Buck-buck, my rhythm be knockin at the do'
Mi stamina rock, mi stamina rock, bloodclot, I do not know
Why they judge me by one rap and say too
and purple shit
Fuck it they can hate
Ice fillin' up a nigga chain
Fuck it they can hate
Rock rims that’s on everything
Fuck it they can hate
Kevin Gates -
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
It's okay, you didn't know better
Be alright, it's gonna get better
Throw it away, it never really mattered
Sometimes you just gotta learn to let go
ingredients
Serving Kok'aina neva thought I'd go delirious.
Way serious, doub's and dimes an even a rock for five
Monopolize learn how to see through a cops
chocolatey whip-toppin'
So whether you're hip-hop, Slipknot, B.I.G., Pac
Kid Rock, Kris Kross, Rick Ross, you'll dig this
If not then kick rocks in flip flops
ni**as trap
It's 40 rappers in the hood
But all of them ni**as wack
You see I'm trapped in the trap
Whether I'm pushing dope on the track
Or I'm out here
timer, gold miner
Spread love to golden glove, foamed up
Blood, hibernatin' with snubs, never rock Lugz
Chill, run tracks like Harriette Tub'
Bugs,
and tracks, whores, comas, and cardiacs
Broads and cats screaming, "oh, my God, he's back"
Just imagine, I hit the lab and get it crackin'
A thousand styles
Words and music by John Kay and Michael Wilk
Right here, right now, I want it
I just got to get my share of the pie
I've been watching from
tracks embellishes
The idea clearer that Wu-Tang Forever
This, way of life is art, rhymes and cleverness
Enjoying by God, no man could sever this
I
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