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some aspirin
Man you make my head spin
Roughing up some difference 
Talking bout this and then 
Man u are a hammerhead
Passion lies consequence
Spitting

Earth spins so slow? 

You can bob & weave - still take some to the chin, low blows are nearly unavoidable

you can overlook the kid but you cannot avoid

disrespect and
Keep their heats on cock
And if they punch you in your
Face then some teeth gon drop
Man I don't know where the fuck
Y'all thinkin that we from

i'd be by Dr Umar
Then I learned to cool off and clocked what my tools are
Yeah Rav too raw my smoke too strong
This that pressure this that gulag
Grab

For You
Music and lyrics by Robert Porembski

VERSE 1:
It’s been quite some time since I have seen your face
And I’m wonderin’ now if I’m in

Interlude 5

Lauryn Hill

MTV Unplugged No. 2.0

2002

just want you to know that. Because we always thought we could get, you know, we could get reality by just putting on the clothes and wearin' the face

What's Up Doc? (Can We Rock)

Shaquille O'Neal

Gangsta Hip Hop, Vol. 2

1994

or pa dukes?
There's two scoops a raisin in the sun
Brothers try to rally up, then dilly dally for some room
Bird peckin', doulbe deckin', rubber

Put some respect on my name, and put some respect on my game
They tryna test me like I'm Johnny, they tryna take out my flame 
Put some respect on my

I'ma have new songs by then
I'ma make this song times ten
I'm gonna
I'm gonna
I'm gonna make some music the people will like
When I'm about to lose it I

changed
I say who done fucked it up?
Who? Some motherfucker done fucked it up

If Hot Karl don't blow up, I'm 'a be pissed
Cause then I'm stuck with an H

quiet cause you been sleeping in a futon
Looking like sponge-bob when you get detected by my A1
Shut up nigga fuck off i ain't got no day 1's

There is

by my side,
Tellin me get up and fiiight, for  my right
To be heard and finally accepted,
5g connected, and finacialy elevated
More loved then hated,

bitch, I tend to bob-and-weave
As though I don't know where my lane is
They want me to stay confined
On some suit-and-tie, assembly line
From

I'm swinging
Swinging where it counts
Drain me by the ounce
Feel a little bounce in my step
I'm hanging
And today I'm swanging
Would you like

with the high-top fades
It doesn't matter if you're shy or wild
It's done by all, man or child
Keep shakin' your head, like a goose
And bob your body

the fuck I look like with a crim record and a baby
I tell my son that he a king and he the greatest
If he like it then I love it what's the price cuz daddy

What's up Doc? (Can We Rock)

Fu-Schnickens

Mad Flavas: Beats for the Boulevard, Vol. 2

1999

or pa dukes?
There's two scoops a raisin in the sun
Brothers try to rally up, then dilly dally for some room
Bird peckin', doulbe deckin', rubber

keep those songs alive
Those boys deserve some credit, don't forget it
Hit it, hit it

I go window cleaning, to earn an honest bob
For a nosey parker,

Still'll get you merked by some biker boys that drive Harley's
Guess I'm just lost soul
Lost some of mind partly
Still will give the shirt off my back I

gotta have guys working downfield.

COMMENTATOR 1: 
I am still blown away by the breakaway speed of the rookie 83, Valdes Jones.
Crosby Allen lines up for

to fly
See me in the sky
With bob the jet car guy
Yea my soul lies in its reliquary
My mind will be gone
Until February
I'm cleaning it out for a sanctuary

Little boat on ice with some Scotch
I need a bonnet
Titties by Spalding so the surgeon had to palm it
Haha
And I'm so janky and shit
Golden girls be

a viewing party
Some people walked out
Those that stayed
Swayed
In a way
That still will not skid by
The universe's unblinking eye
My Jewish great-great

I get out at five if you down to ride
Not afraid to die with you by my side
If it's not til morning then it's for the night, yeah
For the night

Only