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machine
Since 1964, the group had used four track for
All their album albums by but 1966
They found their musical arrangements usually
Required more tracks
62 in 1959
-Words and Music by J. Leslie McFarland and Aaron H. Schroeder
(Ooh)
They did the Wang Dang Taffy-Apple Tango
They did the Wang Dang
the cool in you
Or it'll be a sad love song being sung by Toni Braxton
And I'll dissect you like a fraction
All you wannabe top cat MCs, I'll pop you like
don't need one
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Praline: Then I would like a statement to
That effect signed by the Lord
of plastic pumps for the after party
Yo, by the way, go get my album
Damn
Millze cillzan sillzome plilzay dilzzouble dilzutch
Hilzzoo?
My gizzirl
of plastic pumps for the after party
Yo, by the way, go get my album
Damn
Millze cillzan sillzome plilzay dilzzouble dilzutch
Hilzzoo?
My gizzirl
life away, that's a big price to pay
He could've been teachin' his kid how to ride his bike today, stupid
A new rapper by the name of Big Punisher
with the shrimp like you know
Oh damn almost got ate
Got ate by a snake and I almost got ate
I'm a shrimp it's the end of the album of the album
album, Ice Cube, nigga kill at will
Had to balance, Double M is the imperial
Niggas pay respect, they mail it in an envelope
Fucking centerfolds like I
Hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm
(Ah, shake, shake)
Hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm
Hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm
Chump niggas gettin' served by the day (that's on my mama)
Pimp niggas gettin' curved out LA
{NERRRRRRRR-VOUS!}
Okay.. this album has been funded
By the Blastmaster KRS-One Fund
Ha ha ha ha ha ha hah!
You know what? We're gettin {NERRRRRRRR-VOUS!}
Okay,
will get you by tonight
Just a little push `n` you`ll be smilin`
La da da, Oh yeah, yeah
So you play your albums and you smoke your pot
And you
beautifully articulated
Demonstrated by the never faded strong facial feature
of the teacher, I am the teacher, you can check it
The styles they're
is just the guy to lead a crew
Right up to your face and diss you
Everyone saw me on the last album cover
Holding a pistol something far from
I went pop and made millions, now all I do is chop samples
Egon's finest, peanuts after like I was Linus
Followed by that College Park next, that's
this, "Keep something crisp on your wrist"
Now we on album six, the top team on your list
Probably grab another hun' though
Industry cutthroat, watch
to switch the hue 'cause them LA boys smuggy
But more likely to get hurt by somebody who love me
My lady, she don't trust me (nah), know I'm a sick puppy
talkin' 'bout nothin' with a flow so disgustin'
Ashtray by me that I gotta dump my guts in
Need substance, feed it to the public
No one gon' touch it
{Look man! You're botherin' me G
I got shit to do right now, aight?
This is for De La Soul, you know what I'm sayin'?
Word up I got shit to do you
deranged
Spray right at your brain, by the way this is Hov'
One shot Dillinger, one shot killin' ya
It's only one Roc La Familia
Sigel lock Philly up,
deranged
Spray right at your brain, by the way this is Hov'
One shot Dillinger, one shot killin' ya
It's only one Roc La Familia
Sigel lock Philly up,
by the way this is Hov'
One shot Dillinger, one shot killin ya
It's only one Roc La Familia
Sigel lock Philly up, Brooklyn is me
Matter of fact,
then we glisten all Rare
Pain by subscription my drug's right here
I want a bonus and commission Kaysh in the air
Royalties for la Famila we all gone
hip-hop motherfuckas, you know what I'm sayin?
(Yeah yeah) shout out to Bobby, my engineer
It's a nice night in L.A
We're recordin' this mixtape and shit
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