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Sounds Familiar

The Weakerthans

Fallow

1999

We emerged from youth all wide-eyed like the rest
Shedding skin faster than skin can grow
And armed with hammers, feathers, blunt knives
Words

Catch the Wave

Downtown Science

Downtown Science

1991

auto-slam
Stomp your feet and clap your hands
>From New York to the Netherlands
If that's too much road for your mind to pave
Feel the breeze and catch

I make beats make you lean and bop your head back
All in good time keep it 90 with a slap back
No Snapbacks got baseball caps for days
I'm blocking

Been livin' by faith not by sight
Feelin' lost in this blightown full of duplicity and toxicity
In this land of the blind the one-eyed man is king

starry eyed we can’t see yeah
World Wide Web we don’t have it no it’s got us
If we’re not careful that big black widow’s gonna come in for the kill
Living

Come Thru

Erick Sermon

I'm Hot [Germany CD]

2002

that's why I got high blood pressure

[Chorus] - repeat 2X
[Outro]
(Erick say it) Yeah put your hands up
Just like "Music," feel the cut, uhh
(Erick

Mother nature takes you by the hand
Introduces you to father time
Have you ever met your Uncle Sam?
And did he offer you a dollar for a dime?
Don't

dagger!
Hit you between the eyes!

I cook my Black-Eyed Peas
While the black guy pees
Please, wear a black tie, please
Tell the black guy peace!

I use my

machine

Past and future tense
Fast but one-eyed friends
In the cinema of time
Pull the plug again
Taste fresh air when doors open
Hands grope until

headlights home
?Cause you know it's wrong to carry on
With a woman who ain't your own
Right now you're steppin' a razor thin line
That ain't quite black

I'm leaving my door open wide tonight
You come in stary-eyed
You get back to doing your chores
Yeah working hard

And we don't even get that mad

I'm sayin'? Haterade, tall cases
Everybody hate somebody
Guess we all racist
Black Eyed Peas do a song about love and y'all hate this
All these protests

Mr. President

Bushwick Bill

Phantom of the Rapra

1995

niggas, if you know what I mean
So don't corrupt your own minds foolin yourself
Tryin to lay it on the black man
I'm a young gee tryin to leave poverty
With

Average Man

Obie Trice

Cheers

2003

arrive
They rush you to 'spital, flyin' by my ride
Engine like, homie you just died
Your family through cryin', I pulled off a crime
Just as quick as

You

was
A whisper on the wind
A warning of a coming quiet
The taste of blood was in your mouth
As you took my hand 
And walked me through these demented

and blow trial
You catch cal when you browse through my X-files
Who be next now?
Man's down, hands down
Hold ground by yo side when it go down
I dedicate

'Cause I had to make amends

Gunshot eyes take a man by surprise
While her hands were reaching for the phone
He says, don't turn around, no, don't turn

Your a bad lil thing 
Right hand my hitta 
Your the beach no sand
Your the real go figure 
Laced up untied 
Either way your mine
Your the fuel

the coke was uncrushable
Guns is fingerprint-proof, we "Ryde or Die"
You drivin by, we clap at your ride, good-bye

[Chorus]

Dreams in my mind, love and cupid
I love bacon, bacon is gooded
Shaking like Speed
Bacon shooting like a movie
I’m a to be, two ton, pile of meat
Bacon by

Do you remember black tops
Homeless in the summer
Can you see it now our minds wild like the doves
And if you could taste it would it take you back

Masquerade

M.O.P.

Masquerade

2002

the ghetto
I can see it in your eyes lil nigga you ain't a part
Of shake a niggas hand, shake a nigga hard
I keep the underground in shape and never be soft

the breeze
Might just be a rookie but soon ill smoke some tree
With black eyed peas bitch Imma imma imma imma be
Only cool with the crew when we actin stupid

writing rhymes since Black Eye'd peas
Imma be yeah Ima be
Popping that bubbly
Step to me Its gone get ugly
People only call when they want somethin from me