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BAKER
Maybe I just wasn't meant to have children...

BAKER'S WIFE
Don't say that,
Of corse you were meant to have children...

BAKER
But how will I go

waste
Paper chase I've been running for days
Foot on the gas, the fuck is a break?
I am a baker i grind for the cake
I gotta stay focus can't make no

Yo The name is Psycho Jye I'm
In a damn rap group
Called BWA stands for Boyz Wit
Attitude yo eazy-A wait
He's not here he's probably with
His bae i'm

Ay my soul came from Pluto
That's why my heart is froze
I'm a mobsta eating pasta
I put diamonds on my hoes
Keep a group of bad women with me like

later
House and land, square foot and acre
Car and van, tractor and trailer
Mek di dough group up in di baker
Cyah stop now, mah guh link yuh later

Good

the baker's thumbs
I bake the cake, get two of them for one
Then I move the weight like I'm Oprah's son
Uh, I'll show you how to do this son
Young don't mess

for warmth,
And a Baker for bread,
And a Prince for whatever-
Never!
It's these woods.

Face the facts, find the boy,
Join the group, stop the Giant-

Chi-town born, Baker st. raised 
West Coast Made. Moral I don't play
Don't care what they say, can't throw off my cool 

I do what I choose 
I don't

Sidewalks of New York

Grateful Dead

Dick's Picks, Vol. 30: March 25 & 28, 1972, Academy of Music, New York, NY

2003

Down in front of Casey's old brown wooden stoop
On a summer's evening we formed a merry group
Boys and girls together we would sing and waltz

Sidewalks of New York

Mel Tormé

Songs of New York

1963

Down in front of Casey's,
Old brown wooden stoop,
On a summer's evening, 
We formed a merry group;
Boys and girls together,
We would sing

On the Sidewalks of New York

Nat King Cole

Those Lazy-Hazy-Crazy Days of Summer

1963

Down in front of Casey's,
Old brown wooden stoop,
On a summer's evening, 
We formed a merry group;
Boys and girls together,
We would sing

Down in front of Casey's
Old brown wooden stoop
On a summer's evening we formed a merry group
Boys and girls together we
Would sing and waltz
While

something that I barely give
Say my name again I'll leave you holy like a cleric is
Your bitch a baker by the way she keep her buns thick
You acting

it
I keep so much my mind
That why I stay so faded  
Cus I ain't going back broke
I ain't waiting on hope
Nigga move like a baker man 
We gon roll his

lane
내 Pace 못따라오면 넌 빼
If u diss me I pack gat
I only act I dont even chat
Ima baker make tho like chat
Ra ta tat we spray them all
East side homie dont

not?

Baker's field
Oil fields, pesticides, manure and DDT
All that in the soil, better not drink the water
Bars play two things: country and western

and make her
Sing like Anita Baker
They all under estimated, but I made it
So Im waving from that young
Money flow while we parading
Yeah we the champs so

SOUS LE CIEL D'AFRIQUE

Josephine Baker

Josephine Baker [Sandstone]

1992

Sous le ciel d’Afrique
Dans le film Princesse Tam Tam

Paroles : DE BADET ANDRE
Musique : JACQUES DALIN
Interprète : JOSEPHINE BAKER
© Editions

in a personal hell
We need to help break the lock
Can't just say go back in a cell (group!)
They need a real group of friends first
To be themselves

Wool

Earl Sweatshirt

I Don't Like Shit, I Don't Go Outside

2015

And ya'll still debating over Earl music
Troops got the group nationwide moving merch units crazy
Peanut butter to paisley, walking down the street
In

(There's a whole wide world)

(Verse 3: Apathy)
Uh, yeah, my favorite group from the freshman class
Nuclear blast that'll turn your flesh into ash
Rappers

The Sidewalks of New York

Bobby Short

Songs of New York

1995

Down in front of Casey's,
Old brown wooden stoop,
On a summer's evening, 
We formed a merry group;
Boys and girls together,
We would sing

for warmth
And a baker for bread
And a prince for whatever
Never
It's these woods

Face the facts, find the boy
Join the group, stop the giant

Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous

Kool G Rap & DJ Polo

Rated XXX

1996

a smile on my face
Bank accounts and chase group signings inside my pillow case
Now I'm livin kinda fat
Cause I came from the street and made a g with