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Now Whut's Up

Redman

Music

2001

made by man
Crackin' the DNA code to see how God made man
I storm the mainland, scare MC's like slave hands
Put microchips in they wristbands and make

SHAKING HIPS LADY

Hey lady
That's you lady

Perched up high on that stool at the bar

Hey lady
Yeah you lady
Dig that music from the mans guitar

The plot thickens
Like the greatest part of her hips
Seduced by lips
Haunted by tits
She wrote her name where the record skips

And I was a man of no

Make a wish, drop a coin in the well
Picked her up hitching to Chicago
Rucksack, skateboard, bashed up guitar
Back of the bar she dances slow

Black Zombie

Nas

The Lost Tapes

2002

cause you in a trance
Feel free, hear the music and dance
If you cared what they think, why wear what they wear, just for you
Dumb niggaz with long

shoulders
My habit, borne of flesh
(Guitar Solo)
The voice of god breaks through her teeth and deafens me
Blinded by the sight of her holy sensuality
She asks

I'm lookin' for a man got the world in his hand
Finance king but he's gotta understand
He might be tall 6'5" with the blue eyes
But I'm thinkin'

man that you are, your heart will be mine-you'll see

A woman of few words she was, with a smile that could tempt a man
But in her eyes, I could see her

my respect (Give me my respect)
I just took it left like I'm ambidex'
Bitch, I move through London
With the Eurostep (Two)
Got a sneaker deal and I

a still transport with my man on the Peter Pan
Get there and bury the bricks in the sand
They think I want a tan, I'm sittin' on a hundred grand
So I can

The Funky Headhunter

MC Hammer

The Funky Headhunter

1994

Yo ham, whassup, man?
Whassup, be-Down?
Ain't nothin' man, what you think 'bout all them fellas
Out there talking junk about you, man?

Oh, you

the Sweet'n Low
Catchin' hell in my BM convertible
Deep Dallas in the winter, place so hard
Put that gold jump rope on the floor

You, you, you money dance with

Makes me laugh, makes me smile
For the while when I'm with you girl
While we dance make romance
I'm enchanted by the things that you do, aw, aw, aw

In the woods
In the fire
We dance with
Desire

There's a home
In the choir
We're the wolves
Among the liars

I'm here to go where the dead man falls

shits, 
I'm Maita'i in the true sense, 
I Mike Ty with the guys put the P in Y,T like Ali, shit 
Speak like a beatnik, streets been deep check the cement,

Freak Momma

Sir Mix-A-Lot

Judgment Night

1993

up shop, yep
Looking for a thing with a nice hips
Gotta have a set of them thick lips
When it comes to sex I want a freak no lease with a baby got back

always

So I thundered down the canyon
To find my lover man
Cuz I know, he's in the flatlands
With a  guitar in his hands

I - O - way
Yippie - I - A
I - O

FEEL THE BEATING OF HER HEART
AND WHEN WE WAKE, THE WARM TOUCH OF HER HAND
REMINDS ME WHAT A LUCKY MAN I AM

CHORUS    	WRITTEN  BY  LIN  BUTLER AND JOHN

shot a hole in my guitar 
Took a hammer to my car
Lord, have mercy
My woman’s up and gone
 
I just don’t understand
How she could leave a man

shot a hole in my guitar 
Took a hammer to my car
Lord, have mercy
My woman’s up and gone
 
I just don’t understand
How she could leave a man

Respond/React

The Roots

Illadelph Halflife

1996

at the plaza
Hip-hop extravaganza
Tell your man I slump him with a stanza
Now who's the boss not Tony Danza
P.O. took a piss test it came out not clean
My

You're too big for me, girl
You don't need
A little man like me
With nothing up his sleeve

You're too big for me, girl
You’ve got your fans
You

read a list of reasons why this is the time for man but as the ground parts the reveal brings certainty

The birth of the Crystal Goat is here
Reminds me

fried 

A bag for my buddy, a laptop inside 
A song for my honey, and books to get by 
A desk for my brother, with all that he needs 
Recording of my