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to ja, ale liczę już w złotówkach
Nie w euro to od wczoraj, bo nie jeżdżę na ten Stuttgart
Długopisem po A4, kierunek na zachód
Autostrady, drogi,

Ahhhh!

A showdown, it's all the way live
Between The Sugarhill Gang and
The Furious Five
Take your partner by the hand
Get out'cha seat
We're gonna tickle

that weed that
Put your brain in headlock
Wanna be a witness nigga
You can witness this!
Four fevers straight to your
Wig splitting your shit
Niggas hate

or 4 beers for the boys that I'm with
4 or 5am still getting 'em in
5 or 6 pound for a pint takes the piss
I'm cheap so I snuck in the flask on my hip

Ayy yo bro Boy you know what's up man, man we in the studio And we cookin' something real nice man Man this's UltraSound studios by the way It's your

to face
I'm sure we met at another time and place (met at another time and place)
Our eyes met as you passed me by (passed me by)
... in a blink of an eye

Man

Verses 1 & 2:

Our brains were made
So we could survive
In the bush
One of each kind

They were not designed
So we should get along
Living side

Strictly Genteel

Frank Zappa

Make a Jazz Noise Here

1991

And then... and then... and then... and then...

Hey hey hey, everybody in the orchestra and the chorus
Aww now, every one of our lovely and talented dancers

down to Perseus
It keeps me on the track
With its highs and its lows
Turn up, tune in
To this fucking beast
Of a 4/4 beat you let go
Cos' I think our

Whatchu Want

The Notorious B.I.G.

Duets: The Final Chapter

2005

bow down
By now you fuckers know this is our crown
Two Uptown bullies, Brooklyn Biggie
Bedstuy Hov like Bedstuy Gold
Behold the fly-est (it's

I'm awake but I can't yet see;
An eager chiffchaff is heralding me.
The image starts to form of a four-poster bed
sprung in the clarts

Simon Says [US Remix]

Redman

Internal Affairs [Clean]

1999

Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly 'til you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices, either squeeze or peel, now that's real

What

and scopin' on some teenage action
Kickin' back in our seats
When a hot-rod kitty fallin' out of a halter top
Pointed her guns at me
In the ladies room,

The Adventures of Stoney Bob

Logic

YSIV

our lips locked
The only lady that never gets pissed off
And if there's one thing I know
It's how to roll a J and let it burn real slow
For those

this:

Chorus: Miki Howard
""Mmmmmmmm-mmmm-mmmmm... time went by and we both learned...
...Ooooooh-ooooh, lonely nights increased our pain...
Don't ya

time for us to move along,
Yes, indeed Ladies and gentlemen, 
we are on our way, and just in time 
for Vicki Eydie's South Sea Adventure!
Ahh, the South

remain small-drawn.
Their senses in some scorching cautery of battle
Now long since ironed,
Can laugh among the dying, unconcerned.
IV
Happy the soldier

New York
We m4sh on them
We go m4sh on them
We gonn m4sh on them
It's two three four who this boy
Ladies show me love
Opps try ridicule us
End up

[Lady Luck]
Uhh, what
Lady Luck
Def Jam
Shutting the game down from the whip
To the tunnel
You in da club
Yo
Bang this

What ya'll gonna do

na
Fatima baby
Fine like
Fine like
I want to see you do it baby
Night and daily
You know my mama taught me how to treat a lady
I want you in my bed

the world
Left right
Left right
Na na na na
Na na na na
Fatima baby
Fine like
Fine like
I want to see you do it baby
Night and daily
You know my mama taught

verse
I'mma hit em with the gospel
Ever since a baby, ask my old lady
My first four words was, fuck you, pay me

Ladies and gentleman
We're here to Save Our Shores
So get your butts up and stop making excuses
Let's go
Get your butts up
Get your butts up
Come

called forth
By what we call our private mind

The day you blend in
You may see as some mind else
And if the time and numbers are just right
You may