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Blue in the sky and it's looking pastel
I be kinda high and I know that you can tell
Climbed back up right after I fell
Wish me good luck when I walk

I'm liquid
I'm liquid
I'm liquid
I’m liquid, flowin’ like fluid, the truest influenced
By Kweli to Nas, styles be droppin’ they jaws
I’m liquid,

pass me by.
‘Cause, I’m back, back in town (back in town)
I’m back from the dead, I’ve been lost, but found
‘Cause, I’m back, back in town
No more

3.5 in a blunt
Rollin up 3.5 in a blunt
How you finna top that huh
Smokin a blunt wit the top back huh
About to by the block back huh
Talkin my shit oh

Throw Your Flag Up

RZA

RZA As Bobby Digital: Digital Bullet

2001

the blood, +Throw Your Flag Up+
If you got the love in your heart, +Throw Your Flag Up+
[RZA]
Rollie Fingers in the back, son rolled the bag up
Street had

T and P Combo

311

311

1995

on the corner mack with slang playin' a dice game
When I walk by it some bag lady goes sha-na-na-na

Your street time is limited 'cause this bad rocks it
Take

Hey, you there
I wanna tell you a story about the universe
I wake up, stand up
Look around want to escape the routine inside my brain
It's my life,

too

Why do you pick me up
Just to put me down
Spinning in circles
Never come around
Left me today
Tomorrow back in town
I'll put up with all of that

pool player
Racked it all, tried to break, miscued
Got beat by the boy in blue
Next day you're out by the spot once more
Looking hard for a crack in

drifting on by
I look in the mirror, I see what I'm fearing
Staring right back at me
Startled in finding I'm barely disguising
The man I thought I would be
I

They only hit my line, when they know it's go time
Fuck niggas flaws and rumors, three things we don't go by
Tell them boys to stop on by, they ain't

Combat Rock

Sleater-Kinney

One Beat

2002

the rest
Raise your hands up baby, are you sure that we're the best?

We'll come out with our fists raised
The good old boys are back on top again
And if we

talking to
We can lay back, get drunk by the pool
I'll back up a paddywagon to a cat's ass
We'll get an uppercut to the top of the class
Come down here, hit

vegetable
If you came then you'd leave full
She was loved by everyone she knew
Everybody moved when grandma died
But when I close my eyes
I'm back in Missouri

(Cook that shit up, Quay)
Yeah (oh, and of course I got to shout my nigga, Barry)
Mh
I mean Quay, goddamn, Columbia, that nigga, goddamn, so

ones who understand me, dawg
Sister, homie, that's my sister
I'mma hold her up
Never hold her back, never back
Sister, homie, that's my sister
I'mma hold

Bad hoes know they want me because my pockets up
I'm in the function by myself so come and show me luv
Want me to take you out but I know you gon'

Kent flirtin' with a blonde friend
Damn, he got the fine one by a landslide
Me and Young Loon been
Blowin' up like landmines
Back on MySpace, that dude

Whatever you do, don't let me go
Cover yourself when the night gets too cold
And I'll be back by morning
Stare down the long road of your dirty lies

watch ya empire crumble
If rap was football, ya niggas would of been fumble

[chorus]

[king just]
Back up, back up, yes zoo's in town
Wit the new twist

Bitch pray for me all night long
Can you please listen to this song
I've been all alone I cannot lie
Please come by, please come by
Baby please pray

and the right is really matters 
This how we get by the expects


Go high
Lights up
Living the moment
That's how we won it
Exploring the now
Turn up the dreams

unless the sun is up to see
Blinded by the house lights
I hate the fuckin' spotlight
Shawty hate me off the white
I do this cause I'm not alright
Flashing

on the curb movin' dubs and d's
And if you ever bought a dub then it was for me
I ever get caught then it was to be
I'ma just make bail by my cousin E
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