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Radio, fuck you! Radio, fuck you!
Wait a second, you saying? ayy, ayy
Wait a second ayy, ayy
Is it radio fuck you? That's
What you say? Exactly
Not fuck

Time"

"Lee Harvey Oswald was shot." 

"I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by

Barleycorn he’s up at dawn
And working off the beer
Same thing every day of every
Week of every year
Hears Lord Bateman racing by
Along the county lanes

Lights up on Washington Heights, up at the break of day
I wake up and I got this little punk I gotta chase away
Pop the grate at the crack of dawn

Simon Says [US Remix]

Redman

Internal Affairs [Clean]

1999

the sky tryin' to blast sun
Zero to sixty in a second, pull a fast one
Fifty cent flashin' they hate us with a passion
Mashin', still fresh in three-day

Alice's Restaurant

Arlo Guthrie

Alice's Restaurant: The 1967 WBAI-FM Collection

2015

wasn't nothin' he could do about it, and the judge 
Wasn't gonna look at the twenty-seven 8 by 10 colored glossy pictures with 
The circles and arrows

Harlem World

Ol' Dirty Bastard

Return to the 36 Chambers: The Dirty Version [Deluxe Edition]

1995

in the gutter sewer seven pipe eleven
You wear your socks twelve days in a row
Turn them on the other side so the dirt won't show
Go to school, take

smoked a little too much dope
I was wiped out from five til seven
I missed Spandau Ballet and The reformed Who

July 13th 1985
Was the day we watched Live

around you
Keep your eyes shut with fear
The seconds winding down
A voice so empty you can't hear
Welcome to the void
It knows you by name
A place where

mothers, and I love, and I love, yeah
Black mother, I will honor you by staying fresh, they say we blessed, three in name, one for your chest
As I progress,

toes off a dead woman's feet
Take me by the hand, and I'll lead you downstairs
And that, little chickies, is where you'll spend the next seven years

Wanna Get Paid

LL Cool J

Phenomenon

1997

an ill real way
Got 6 rides in your little drive-way
You get mad puff-lie all day
Make plans with your crime family
Get money money, take money money

P Diddy:
What's Going On

Jermaine Dupri:
Tell Me

P Diddy:
People Dying
People Crying
Lord help us

Bono:
Mother, mother
There's too many of you

One day I had a headache so I went to the 7-11
I thought I'd make it go away by downing a bottle of aspirin
But the employee came up to me he said I

Can't Think

LL Cool J

5 Classic Albums [Only @ Best Buy]

2014

is in
I took the rap throne back
I reigned like krills in eighty-seven, my name is on the map
It feels like a razor down the middle of my back
They

More than seven thousand days in my life
And people still think I'mma bastard
I smoke the pain every single night
To make my day come by even faster

There's a jersey on the wall
In a high-school gym in my hometown
In the corner, by the scoreboard
Where the bleacher seats fold down
Twenty-seven

suit
On the eighth day of Gragglemas, my Graggle gave to me
Eight Graggle emails, seven letters in Graggle
Six divided by two Graggle hairs, five hit

I hit Ms. Lela she ain't smoked a jay in seven days
He in the hole free my nigga out the fucking cage
It's Christmas, 6 by 8 and we living
Could he

It's a wonderful life, its a wonderful life
Traversed in tears from the heavens
My heart is a mellow drum, a mellow drum in fact
Set alight by

Seven days
Since the last time we spoke
And I wonder if you even know
It's been seven days
Nothing to say
I guess you haven't got
A single thing

The second proposition is what I really want to get at tonight, and it sounds mystical
I think in a country like ours, at a time when something

Give Love

Andy Grammer

Give Love

My, my, my mother was a sunshine soldier
Every day was a dream come true
She said that we were blessed by the breath deep inside us
She could make

the dooch powder

Summer's Eve, I drop degrees chill

Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill

Stay fly till you air sick, now that's ill

Two choices,