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of course it's, time for Chip to wreck it
But before my intro I gots to check it
So who is the nicest in your neighborhood?
Lyrics are merry, merry, quite
Christ who you all know of the catholic faith
Bob Marley use to talk about us (Exodus)
(This is our life's story)
Marcus Garvey use to talk about us (Know
dy-na-might before it blows
Who needs a band when the beat just goes boom!
He's Grandmaster, he cuts faster
We're the Furious, serious, and ever so
At 8pm the crimson light it shines I work like DVR
Ain't no read between the lines if you'd just listen to my bars
I put hours upon hours in, a known
Bucka, bucka, bucka, bucka, bucka, bucka
Ha ha
You know the deal
It's just me, yo
Beats by Su-Primo for all of my people, Negros and Latinos
Yo, where the freaks at? Lookin' at me
You wanna see Black? Then jump on it
And to the chumps who think they might want it
I might spot your ride
Yo, where the freaks at? Lookin' at me
You wanna see Black? Then jump on it
And to the chumps who think they might want it
I might spot your ride
ain't
Cause all I got on me is a big fat bank
And I hope I don't get robbed by you know who
Make me donate some G's to the boys in blue
And if I
Johnny Cash is dead
And Bob Dylan's busy
This story I'm about to tell
They'd tell it better than me
But Johnny Cash is dead
And Bob Dylan's busy
So
AM outcall I'm waiting out in the cold on my way to brick city address unknown
Got the secretary bob and the shearling coat his pupils is dilated I
And like want to be from the country and everything like that
You know, like really like the south is like
It's cool to be from the South right about now
WONDERFUL LIFE Lyrics.txt
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going gnarly
Yessir
Welcome to the Hope
Where it ain’t no hope
Ay Parents on Dope
Police just passed by the hood
At least 3 times in a row
Knock
to see what's behind the
Masks
They don't tell us who we are but who we want to be
So tell me who wants to be a bat?
A mask at its core is a second face
DANCING WITH THE DEVIL Lyrics.txt
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Up at dawn, is that 4pm? Doesn't really matter because I'm still in bed
Got to much time ain't spending it wise, so I sleep in tight on the mend
Wonder
Bob Dylan, Marvin Gaye, aretha Franklin
The forever changed what popular music could
Say and what it could mean
The masterpiece we're about to
Play
hell was worse
It was close to eleven p.m. on that fourteenth of January, with the world cloaked in darkness, when we finally came to a halt
to the rap game I got it all locked up (10pm)
Wipe a demon nose I got them all stuffed up
I'm just trying to strive and work hard like my Poppa
These niggas
you (coolio)
It's like inch by inch and step by step
I'm closing in on your position
And destruction is my mission
Though eight is not enough
Your whole
society's cruel
Ask who placed the crab into barrel
PM, opposition stop with the quarrel
Unite, come together, teach the people how fi chill
It's
waitin'?
Show me what's inside Your heart is calling me
And it's begging to be free
All that's left to do is tell me Baby you're the one I want
By my side
Hello, well good evening ladies and gentlemen
What we like to do right here, well first let me let you know who I am
Well I go by the name
by my side
Who knows how well it'll go, won't know if I never try
Our laughter cut through the moonlight
Strangers feelin' so right
I was looking for
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