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Bounce

Lil Wayne

ColleGrove

2016

When he ask me why I was swerving, "I'm high, officer."

I can make it bounce by myself
I can make it bounce by myself
I can make it bounce by myself

the fellowship!
Bounced for the hell of it!
I prefer the long run!
Call me when the song done!
Asked me if I'm on one!
On my Louis Armstrong!

bailemos, ¿eh?
So now we dancing un reggaetón lento
Just get a little closer, baby, let go

And, girl, you know I like it when I take you to the floor

've heard it before
I don't really feel no
Material needs though
I've been trynna reach a plug but the homie long gone
My bro smoke big like Louis Armstrong

Ain't nobody around me alone,
Body and mind got me all in my zone
When nobody's around are you coming over
When I'm up and I'm down
Are around are u down

where are you takin' me too huh America

Yo I'm Kunta Kinte 'fore he was enslaved by America
Picture the freedom before the terror
Who had to carry

innocent
When you slip on your favorite jeans
Good Intentions
Bad Ideas
Good Intentions
Bad Ideas
You're the bee stuck in my bonnet
I can't get you out of my

suffocatin', got used to waitin', just anticipating what's to come
While we're slavin', saving dollars inside a conga drum
Yo, let me get the mic back, so I can

hell
Blew the smoke out to cool the ashes
We said our peace
Then dipped the site
I think this weed is our kryptonite
But if it helps you get through

the dead still sing
And we can celebrate by
Dancing in the streets
Your music, your legacy, rest in beats
I'm sick of this scenario, man
I'm buggin' out
So

You know when you in your car minding your business
And then out of nowhere a police gets behind you
Although my paper are straight and I don't mind

It's All We Have
Poem by Stavros (aka: Poet 168)

Reading T.S. Elliot
After two books of 
Bukowski is like getting hit
In the dick by a midget

Even on court side
Setup and defend the setup
We are love on set
But we are love
We can be opponents
Just don't let us become our own worst enemies
When

of inspiration is the motivation
Fasten your safety belt
While I take you face-to-face with the nosiest computer I know
Where'd you get that funk from?
When I

Heartbeat Props

Digital Underground

Sons of the P

1991

funky with the heartbeat props, y'all
(Heartbeat props!)
It's time to get busy with the heartbeat props
(We're giving heartbeat props)
I give my man

Hell yeah we some Prada Gangsters
Not the bloods nor the crips, but we drowning in that paper
Well, you can call me a prodigy
And I’m always beasting

Hey, Louis Prima

Brian Setzer

Guitar Slinger

1996

Written by b. setzer

Hey, louis prima
We gotta get the hell outta town
'cause I've been datin' a chick with some swively hips
And her boyfriend

are"
She said, "'Cause he made you perfect, bcbe"
"So hold your head up, girl
And you'll go far! Listen to me when I say"!

Hands up
Lets go! I

I try so hard and yet we come short so far 
When you and I fell short of love 
Mixed messages we sung so far 
Ooo dancing through the fire 

All thru

stripes)
My diamonds get to dancing in the low light
Yeah, you buy a bag still
I grow mine (I grow mine)
My backyard is a goldmine
That fuckshit

the least
We not the same, these niggas are clouded , I'm keeping it real (Keeping it real)
They want the jewellery, I want the property
They see the poverty

motherfucker, hide away from the rain
Do what I do, there's no reward
Still no idea what I'm working towards
Gotta get high 'til I fucking soar
When it rains it,

create a louis armstrong blues mood
Shut the fuck up when liquid swords on, su woo
Why are the greats always gone too soon?
Spread the news, a splendid

the dead
I got some purple kush from prince
Smoking clouds are my shoes
Ain't no killing my vibes Armstrong is playing the blues
No strange town everything