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Lik-like-like-like we always do
About this time

Ha! You know we got you open, don't front
You know the name by now
You know what we want
Come on, 7,

Bring Back That Old School
(written and produced by Ray C. Robinson, Jr.)

INTRO

Old School, It Was A Day In Time
Just Sit Back, Let's Take An Old

like i got in her email
cnd driving by we're turning eighteen
Changing lots of minds while there's better things to do
You wouldn't tell me in college

Doo, doo, doo, lookin' out my back door

There's a giant doin' cartwheels, statue wearin' high heels
Look at all the happy creatures dancin'

Try to stand out wear a loud shirt
Or a white suit like Tom Wolfe
Make sure it's flameproof
There's no rules to it anymore
Ask Tipper Gore
Second

I wish I wasn't I wish I had emotions but
Man fuck Bruce he a bitch
Bruce them waves is fake
Where your durag at?, you can tell by the shape
Fuck out

I remember when they tried to chew me up then spit me out
Used to say I won't grown enough, I'm a lot older now
Tried to keep me out the display,

Birthright

Anderson Bruford Wakeman Howe

Anderson Bruford Wakeman Howe

1989

the super powers

This road is never lonely
To England they are tied
They were blasted by the Silver Cloud
There were blasted to the wall alive

This

dreams have been so shattered by a world that has no question
There’s no doubt up in my mind
One day I’ll be just fine
I’ll pull myself together in

just there
In front of me floating this my path, my choices, my life
But you gotta fall in line until you find your voice
When you box out for your

Grown Folks Music	


		Written and Produced by Johnnie B. Marshall, Jr.

Verse  :		Listen with your heart and soul while the song just takes control

Doo, doo, doo, lookin' out my back door

There's a giant doin' cartwheels, a statue wearin' high heels
Look at all the happy creatures dancin'

doo, doo, lookin' out my back door

There's a giant doin' cartwheels, a statue wearin' high heels Look at all the happy creatures dancin' on the lawn

Lookin' Out My Back Door

Jody Miller

Look at Mine

1971

doodoodoo lookin' out my back door
There's a giant doing cartwheels a statue wearing high heels
Look at all the happy creatures dancing on the lawn
A Dinosaur

back on my home
And I sang out my songs on the streets of Babylon
And I watched one by one til all my friends were gone

Now I'm standing here got no

a Don in the Dark (I'm a Don in the dark)
I ain't stoppin' till you tappin out baby yea
Cuz I'm a Don in the Dark

Written by Bruce Gatlin Jr.

afford it

As I do this shit, it gets more and more painful
I think I'm seeing dinosaurs and I may need an angel
Stay out of dresser drawers under my table

I'm kinda sure
Like making a right at the light
And getting stopped by the law
License and registration then step out of the car

It's me in

Barely recognise my face each morning when I dress
And one day by the grace of God, I'll recognise it less
Until then I'll dilly dally
Down in

disrespectful
Y'all know I don't care 'bout these niggas
Happy New Year

Tekashi got snatched by the feds, he done
I'm like, "Damn, why they doin' that to 50

pep talks
That's my verbiage i'd be there by now
But my journey been discourteous
So I still march like February 30th (oh shit)
But the red doors pepper

Oh my god
I'm hatching animals
And dinosaurs In my room
There's no space for them to live
And when I move out
Tear the walls and windows down
For

massively overloaded by the time the cretaceous came to an end
And Fast Tony was so sad but there was nothing that could be done about it
The only thing left

Gang, gang bitch
Shhh
Bitch I been around for too long
Know that that shit that y'all wearing is knock offs
I'm on the road while y'all fucked up by