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Aye. Mr. Nice Guy. There's no more Mr. Nice Guy
Mr. Nice Guy. There's no more Mr. Nice Guy
This is like my new way to live my life by
They say they

Sweet Baby, (Yeah)
Sweet Darling, (Yeah)
I Love You, (Yeah)
Forever , (Yeah)

And I love her like no other 
Met her in the 80’s introduced by my

Grant your wishes whenever you want 'em
You're becoming everything I see
You're like my new favorite daydream

I can tell by the way that you move
And all

a jerk. You’re a fool.

No. Stop lying. You can do it. Turn around and open your eyes.
Never stop looking for the truth. Turn around and open your eyes.
You

your grandma?

Would you still make the girl's night after work
And remark at how at the club guys are all jerks
Or once the casket closes

No Omega [Extended Remix]

Eric B. & Rakim

The Complete Collection 1987-1992

2018

I'm the alpha, with no omega
Beginning without the, end so play the
Eye inside, no extended version
Next episode be smooth as a Persian
Rhymes

more
Through our virtues and our morals
Found new versions of ourselves
Clipped wings that no longer soar
Taking my time I'm breathing
That's enough when

Don't Tell Me You Care

Crass

Best Before 1984

1986

position at the top

You shit-head slimy want it alls
You bind the baby as it crawls
And crush its head, the soft new scull
Burst its brain and keep it

will surely fall

The guard in the new pub
Is a threat so you don’t feel safe
As you’re drinking your beer of freedom
He puts a scare on your face
And I

The wounds we licked and losses inflicted
Drifted off in the distance
And battle scars lifted
If history is told by the victor
Rip the old script up,

on a screen or it was written
But if we build a new realm where we can
Pretend to be the perfect version of ourselves
We're just liars
She's gonna love you if

flirting
But them kittens not designer like yours
You're a queen, other girls just too immature
I know you're down for me
Help me become the best version

Beasts from the East

Redman

Love, Peace & Nappiness

1997

Now my main wifey, dead as shaded chicks, 
Official Lost Boyz since the year of 86 
And fuck these crooked niggas I could kill em with a passion,

skin
From all the maim that you've been holding in and
I know you're hurting, I can tell
That you've been hurt by someone else
It's hard to even accept

need
Yeah
You're all we need

Uh huh
Cause you're my brotha

Now men and women carry themselves
In a profile mean while
The black race is here in a new

Need a brand new version of my burning life
Those feelings rushing outta my messy mind
I see the pink sky
And the street lights
Ain't there nothing

Months go slow and years go fast
Time's speeding by, I'm crawling past
The version of myself from yesterday
I blink and I'm three years older
How

a version 2.0 like one you've neva seen
A new age primadonna much less like a drama queen
Feelin like a sauna in the hundred degree heat
I feel the blood rush

Welcome to my Gothic Yard Sale
Behold the glory of my stuff
Come to my gothic yard, it's not that hard
Just prove that you're cool enough

Are you

to trade in for a new version
Pardon me
Did you think I jumped the gun
It's not true
I'm leaving the gun to you

I need your help 'cause to leave
I need for

doubt, reason there is more
Versions in the world, corroborates the sources
Take control, look at this new reality (Yeah) and open your mind, open your

Turn on the news, it raves and rants
FOX tells you to blame some fucking immigrants
We know the choice made in the end
Was by the company to pay

feeling bad
Love yourself right where you're at
Accept things, learn how to heal
What life brings is not ideal
Create a plan to get on track
Step by step,

to the camera 
In hand cuffs! 
Hands up! 


News reporters voice says: 

“It’s jerks like that that end up as supervisors…”