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And shunned by society. In 1979 he released a double album called
"Plans For Suicide," announced his retirement, and hasan't performed in
Public since he's now
1961 with the parenthetical (Ghost) added, 
as did the Baja Marimba Band (#52 in 1966) and The Outlaws (#31 in 1981)
Lawrence Welk used the original
1961 with the parenthetical (Ghost) added, 
as did the Baja Marimba Band (#52 in 1966) and The Outlaws (#31 in 1981)
Lawrence Welk used the original
1961 with the parenthetical (Ghost) added, 
as did the Baja Marimba Band (#52 in 1966) and The Outlaws (#31 in 1981)
Lawrence Welk used the original
California with some new shit
I'm Sir Too Short I'm bout to do this
In 1981, that's where it all begun
We do it for the money we don't rap for fun
Five
I'm Sir Too Short, I'm bout to do this

In 1981, that's where it all begun
We do it for the money, we don't rap for fun
Five dolla's fo' a tape, Too
Artist: Ray, Goodman & Brown
Album: 
Title: 
By: 
Offset: 
 Heaven In The Rain -1981 - 4:19
LP/CD: Stay - Polydor 1981
Composers: D. Thomas,L.
your whole street, you ain't no motherfuckin' O.G.
'Cause O.G. means, means you a original gangsta
Understand pure motherfuckin' man
Ain't no police
Tell me, do you have a clue of what to do
Can you groove to this smooth tune, you must presume
It's important, for you to follow this creation
style, and learn to be original
And everybody's gonna wanna diss you
Like me, we stood up for the South Bronx
And every sucker MC had a response
You
Been working on ya new album for two years strong
And still can't come up with the right song
You know what they say:'Study long, study wrong'
All
store
all that for holding it down
selling the c.d.s its good, yes
your boy Chingy,
GIt It Boyz, Got the third album coming out real soon
You gon'
try to keep quiet
Till you dropped off your label and your A&R fired
But real niggas like "That's Chino, fuck around, he gonna burn ya"
For real, I'm
Been working on ya new album for two years strong
And still can't come up with the right song
You know what they say:'Study long, study wrong'
All
Musty fusty yet so crystal clear 

The non commercial set is now here 

Brought to you by the will of positve people 

K are S plus One equals
I can talk about awards
Fuck the fantasies, yo I got all four
And 2001'll be mine, by law
Why name the Greatest Of All Times?
Because for fifteen
jumped 
You got to have style 
And learn to be original 
And everybody's gonna want to dis you 
Like me 
We stood up for the South Bronx 
And every
Loyal fans and newfound followers
Whassup y'all? Hello how are you doin out there?
You're chillin I'm winnin
Oh by the way the album's out go get
doing, is from my old record 

They bought my album, for $8.99 

Studied the style, then wrote they own rhyme 

I don't mind because I'm here to show
Feel the rush

They come to me for the lyrical, spiritual, raw shit I spit at you
Original, and I see collective, not individual
Visual, on the mic
Nah son, let me tell these niggas somethin' God
I don't want niggas soundin like me on no album!
You know what I'm sayin'? For real 'cause I'ma
Shipbuilding was Suede's contribution to the Help album in aid of
Warchild for
Bosnia. It is a cover of the Elvis Costello classic and not
Shipbuilding was Suede's contribution to the Help album in aid of
Warchild for
Bosnia. It is a cover of the Elvis Costello classic and not
live a fun life, I've only seen the sun twice
I want real friends, dad, Nintendogs won't suffice
Why do you ask for nothing when the world could be
been, I've been workin 
But sounds makin danger, and black birds chirpin 
A real Damian, Omen possessed by the devil 
You dig the rhythm, and I'll play