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Dam my little lyric
You grew just like my lyrics
Baby Sis'
Take a second and listen to this
Dam my little Lyric, wow u grew up so fast
Looking at you

The Unassisted

Masters at Work

20/10: The Southport Dance Music Weekender

1997

start prayin' like you lookin' for a miracle 
Me with no lyrics, baby, that there's hysterical 

[Chorus:Repeat x2]

everything's goin' wrong
Why'd you have to say, "Goodbye", look what you've done to me
I can't stop these tears from fallin' down my eyes

I'm goin' down

Unassisted

DJ Cam

DJ-Kicks

1997

sayin', won't be no delayin'
Better head the word, nigga, I don't be playin'
So start prayin' like you lookin' for a miracle
Me with no lyrics, baby

Unassisted

Rasco

Time Waits for No Man

1998

sayin', won't be no delayin'
Better head the word, nigga, I don't be playin'
So start prayin' like you lookin' for a miracle
Me with no lyrics, baby

The Unassisted

DJ Revolution

Wake Up Show: Mix Archives, Vol. 5 & 6

2004

start prayin' like you lookin' for a miracle 
Me with no lyrics, baby, that there's hysterical 

[Chorus:Repeat x2]

farted 

If i sip another line 

I might just go retarded 

Strollin thru my hood 

I’m reminiscing 

Where the lyrics started 

Baby drop a pin 

And come

I'm hidden talent
But you want me to keep it hidden
The song is so fire
Even on mute you will hear the lyrics

Listen baby I'm secret agent
That

MMM, MMM Baby
Lyrics by Eric W. Smith (ASCAP) Music Darryl Swann


Verse
I was 18 in 81, 
A hoop star and rock n roller
She was a ballet dancer

out of reach
When unity's not what we teach

Secrets shared all out of sight
Too far the left, too far the right
The other side is always wrong
Never

untold
As I go into the mysteries of the unknown
So I'm on a stairway to heaven
Like I'm Eric Clapton and
I'll be rapping these lyrics
Cause it's a passion

Eric Clapton
And all I wanted was one 16 ain't enough
Talking that fast money 15 every month
When your people labelled poor, that motivated me more

the wrong tune make me
Pull out them instruments
I put a nigga under good car when I fire ten
Fucking with my bass I get it
Drumming with a nine then
Get ate

a window 'til a tornado blew it apart
If Eric Clapton could sing about cocaine, then there's no harm
Then I can write about guns, I can rap about girls
I

Might as well open up, a K oz location
Serve these bums what they want
Real variation
I’m talking real dedication
Lyrics come from textbook education

(Uh) , a young Eric Clapton (Uh)
The all white B7 Alpina see me lamped in (Uh)
Money green sweatsuit made by
Champion a champion (Champion)
Fuck

You only see me when I'm rapping and I'm Sun Light
Just give me some time and you'll wonder why I'm still unsigned
A mixture of The Game and Eric

This bitch hitting high notes I Call it Eric Clapton
Do or die ain't no turning back Once you and it right?
Every time I see a fuckin opps we Got to get

just wanna change the world like Eric Clapton
A postseason performer like New York's captain
If you don't take the leap of faith it just won't happen

Steve Biko (Stir It Up)

A Tribe Called Quest

Midnight Marauders

1993

in the day was "Eric B. for President"
Rude boy composer, step to me you're over
Brothers wanna flex, you're not Mad Cobra
MC short and black, there

in the day was "Eric B. for President"
Rude boy composer, step to me you're over
Brothers wanna flex, you're not Mad Cobra
MC short and black, there

drove me to get attention
Steerin' me the wrong way, I'm stayin' late with Miss Direction, ma (skrrrrrrt)
I place that shiny lil' apple on her desk
While

lyrics flow, and juxt your whole position
I'm radical with this like the man this song is after
Yo Tip settle down, what's the reason for the laughter?
I

Art Imitates Life

Black Thought

Gravitas

2014

dead presidents
Is the reason I got the band back together, bitch
Yeah, it's me and [???], and his [???]
North side, bomb squad, Eric Vietnam
If you