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A fraction too much friction
Science fiction
Uptown girl downtown jive talking
Walking in the rain stayin' alive
Freak out


We can work it out,
All
time becomes a little less
You got a permanent job in which there'll be no rest
You have to keep an eye open 'cause there's far too much to contend with
it seems
You might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by law, and I'm from the Dogg Pound

Too much, I serve too many people too
make you crazy 
With the things they reveal
They show it all without revealing too much 
Scare the hell out of you
'Cause me and my love
Live among
don't explain 
Simply, don't tempt me, cause I'm simply 
Layin' hoes lifes empty, the invincible MC 

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[Chorus Two: Snoop]
Too much, I
homeless guy
And an anteater plus a large hungry mutant ant?
An ironic way to die

And what's domain, domain, range
A kid with too much in his pants
busted, huh?
(Baby!) 
I crush the curtesy when dealin' with the folks is too much
for the askin' 
Cool-I got the (skill crafted tools)
Massive fools at my
To think of days gone by

We spent too long apart
And there's so much in my heart
I want to say before we say goodbye

Now you are gone and like
(but) too scared (of)
What he (de)sired
(While) all her (life) she was (an) object
(Of) grown men's (de)sire (and) wished to
(Be) untouched
(Now)
busted, huh?
(Baby!) 
I crush the curtesy when dealin' with the folks is too much
for the askin' 
Cool-I got the (skill crafted tools)
Massive fools at my
busted, huh?
(Baby!) 
I crush the curtesy when dealin' with the folks is too much
for the askin' 
Cool-I got the (skill crafted tools)
Massive fools at my
runnin out
Precious time is a grain of sand
Ignored by the hand
(Work hard man everyday)
Work hard man everyday (for who?)
For another man's plan
Man
And as I live and learn because there's always someone mouthing
Speaking on an issue, praise you or they diss you
Long as I am strong, the words fly by me
and hunted too much
Vivisected by the clever men who prove that there's no such
Thing as a fair world with live and let live
The royal family go hunting
for a new world,
A decent world that will give men a chance to work,
That will give youth a future and old age a security.
By the promise of these
world that will give men a chance to work,

That will give you the future and old age and security. 
By the promise of these things, brutes have risen
It's sort of like a small town
When your whole lives are on my computer

Ah... Ah...

All the power, none of the stress
So much better being hatchet man
he feel he got nothing to live for
In a war taking heads from men like Charles Taylor
And never seen the undisclosed foreign arms dealer
13-year-old
secrecy
Wolves dressed like sheep occur more frequently
Too much faith to be scared, the petrified both fled
Those who live fearing death, might as well
David Foster lives in Gloucester with his family
Works 'til pay-time, through the day-time, then comes home for tea
Steak and kidney, then with
cream of the crop, creme de la creme
Spent years buildin with cats in the streets, so they my men
Again, GangStarr has done it
Remember too much jewels
important to me

What do you need?

Burr, you’re a better lawyer than me

Okay

I know I talk too much, I’m abrasive
You’re incredible in court
produced by Dre
That's all it took
And they were instantly hooked right in
And they connected wit' me too because I looked like them
That's why they put
Superman, but I got weaknesses too
I keep a firm leash on things by believing in you 
And after I'm gone I live on breathing through you 
And anything I
self-evident
That all men are created equal
They are endowed by their creator
With certain unalienable rights
And among these are life, liberty,