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Houses of the holy
Was an album by led zeppelin
I bought it on eight track
Not on cd
Fades out in the middle
The way an eight track's s'posed
school house was full, and they would come.
And we bought up every album, every picture, every single;
Their autographs were the only things free.
But
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
Boosie Badazz
Rozay, I know about that nickel rock

In the match box I saw my first nickel rock
Cash city, nigga with his first nickel spot
Rest in
Whoa yey yay chertay bebe
Told mama et told papa di joh dit zhay dit par bon

I got a house on stilts a five dollar bill
A settin' on the banks
sheet 
By this microphone, by this microphone 
I think the rock 'n roll girls 
In this world want apologies, want apologies 

I read this stuff, but
Boosie Badazz
Rozay, I know about that nickel rock

In the match box I saw my first nickel rock
Cash city, nigga with his first nickel spot
Rest in
Than all of the things you've got
She found it in the city
But the city doesn't talk, oh

Oh she floats off
Through a crowded room
She remember the rows
your address, I'll swing by

Call up your friends, I'll get your whole fuckin' crew high
Say bye, bye, bye to the wack
And let it be known kid rock
alley tormented by mind
Dodgin' the (Tech.. 4x N9ne.. 4x)
Now here's the message
Liberate me, Chocolatate'
Take 'em and rock now play
Do the fuck
be Carol City

Black Dollar, I wanna buy a house on every block
Build one bigger than Dolphin Stadium, young nigga watch
Captain Crabs AK shells,
perpetratin' and takin' our lyrics
Non-originatin' slobs
You wait 'til they album comes out

Straight from the city where thieves dwell
Thugs, gangstas,
a star.
But, living on the farm, he knew nothing of the city.
Built his house out of straw, what a pity.
And then one day, jamming on some chords,
Along
sixty
Gimme the mic an I'ma solve all mystery
I dare any punk to try to step up and diss me
'cause when he do, that's when he kiss dee
Titles go by
Man, this is the last.. record on the album
I got my man Craig Craig in the house
Kevin Dee from Midnight Express Crew's in the house
Charles'
slammin' albums 
BDP rocks consistently

From criminal minded to nineteen-ninety
Why? Well that's my secret baby 
Here's a hint: the public pays me 
So
and I`ll walk on your back like Mr. Benny
When my shit drop, all this wack shit`ll stop
Till Janet stops, rockin` Planet Rock
Keepin` it real hot
I
this year 

You got the white house 

Protected by the government killers 

We got the crack house 

Protected by them neighborhood dealers
the real shit come in pairs, and bounce em in the house y'all

Pete Rock is in the house, CL is in the house

Back again, I'm here to win, to bust rhymes
By way to Overtown and look at this city
Open to Grove and the South Miami
Wedwood Highlear, look Eddie, look 'Bana
Some many ice P-Rhymes rich
to Florida City, Opa-Locka 
By way to Overtown and look at this city
Open to Grove and the South Miami
Wedwood Highlear, look Eddie, look 'Bana
Some many ice
Somebody said dignity was the first to leave
I went into the city, went into the town
Went into the land of the midnight sun

Searchin' high, searchin'
a star.
But, living on the farm, he knew nothing of the city.
Built his house out of straw, what a pity.
And then one day, jamming on some chords,
Along
Somebody said dignity was the first to leave
I went into the city, went into the town
Went into the land of the midnight sun

Searchin' high, searchin' low,
Leftfielder, living in a suitcase 
Comfortable shoes, photo album and toothpaste 
Road atlas, learning my way around 
Kissing the pavement, lucky