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have melted away
My past endeavors mean nothing now
So what is left to say
So what is left to say
One million times
I've released your hands
You've

Planet Rock [Original Twelve Inch Version]

Afrika Bambaataa

Planet Rock: The Album

1986

dreams
Up out your seats, make your body sway
Socialize, get down, let your soul lead the way
Shake it now, go ladies, it's a livin' dream
Love, life,

Excuse me is this on
Excuse me
Attention all party people
I'm all, gassed up
I need all my ladies to the dance floor one time
I repeat, I need all

In this wonderful white world of winter
Darling, we'll have a wonderful time;

If we prayed it would snow all this winter
I ask, is that a terrible

itself, promises are placed to help
To the times where you feel low, and feel like you be alone
But the other side is darker you be bruised by the past

spending it getting it gone

I swear that the life that I'm living was made from decisions to get this shit all on my own

Properly making it happen by

a thrill, 66 on the steer
Looking past all the fears, when I peeped
She appeared, tears
Runnin down my face, I didn't kno if she was real
It can get ill thru

Down by the lake there is a swing in a tree
There is the hideout you made for me
Come with me sweetheart the night is a fair
Let ́s soar in

and then its over
Damn that was fast, as is life 
Relive my past thru a flask 
Wearing this bottle to toggle my mask
Reality creepin into my subconscious
I

Better stay wide awake
Or be found dead by the lake
King Keys back with Pimpmattic
Lose my shoe in your ass
Better stay wide awake
Or be found dead

the same about him
Y'all had some time to sink in
Hey Zach, this song is too long
If you don't like it, hit skip
And go put on some other playlist made by

going to change your tone
Lake of fire smokin' like it's Cheech and Chong that lifestyle better match them words cause it's in the script all hypocrites

8 Million Stories

Kurtis Blow

Ego Trip

1984

got to have strength 

If you're gonna survive past 110th 

Well it ain't no thing when blood is spilled 

The emergency ward is capacity filled

or cadence in my voice that might just calm your lady
It's DND if it ain't me I leave anticipation
Oooh
Whoa whoa whoa whoa
Woke up this morning and I made

of it all
Time spent I feel like I'm missing
All the lights that I said I'd gladly fade away

Bury me here
Carry me with
The front of the winter
Bury me

Don't Stop Rappin'

Too Short

Greatest Hits, Vol. 1: The Player Years, 1983-1988

1993

lunch by lakes
MJand meet a hundred different bitches when I drop new tapes

I had to sacrifice, get things right
In this rap life, I paid my dues

to knock it... I hated olives growing up. They tasted like an unwashed bellybutton or wet lycra socks, that is until I overcame my fears and tasted them

blows to where the blossoms and the green grass grows
I would find a Jeep to Nashville, Tennessee
Buy a house in Knoxville right by the lake til I get

the rain
We've been all over the lake
It is never too late
Swim in oceans
Without drowning
Is it okay?
Can I make it?
Need no one
I'm by myself
Bitch, get

Together

Busta Rhymes

It Ain't Safe No More

2002

promise you will pay! (WHOO!)
You see Flipmode is the team that I rep forever
Respecting the Code of Honor staying together
It's getting hot I think you

Swiftly, navigating outer rims and trading posts. Teaming with remarkable outlaws and lady pose
Melt em down to rubbish when the trash is hugging treelines.

casting stones
In hopes to make us drones
Planned illusions fill our domes
Conjured by the media
Like Melisandre's very own
It's all a trap to bring divison

Winter's cold is growing old, I need a break
It's too much to take
I sure do miss the lake

A new bike ordered, I'm looking forward to the spring
Oh

Cleveland in Quahog
I don't celebrate Christmas
Don't expect shit
But Moms usually give me something
I damn sure accept it
Mainly the season is trife
Spendin'