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SO HONORED BY ALL WHO WOULD COME, 
BUT MOST ESPECIALLY YOU. 

THERE’LL BE SINGING AND DANCING 'TIL WELL AFTER DAWN. 
LAST MONDAY SUE ASKED ME WHERE YOU

a millionaire, started as a drug dealer
I went from rocks to Zs, writin' raps and movies
I went from trustin' these tricks
Now they all wanna sue me, so fuck

Dead and Gone

Justin Timberlake

Now, Vol. 72

2009

stand there talk shit all night, so
'Cause I hit you, and you sue me
I shoot you, get locked up, who? Me?
No more stress, now I'm straight, now I get

born to rule my domain
Album ain't even in stores, they tryna sue me for my name
Shit insane, so berserk, never complained, I just work
Chasin' after

on tales of the failed and bloody Irish rebellions
So when I was old enough I joined up with the Fenians
And when the British Army arrested me and charged me

Going out sad lil bitch finna stalk me
Playing bout by mine used to punch on the daily
Niggas so scary but they name not Freddy
Niggas some hoes uh never

Can't Kill the Boogieman

Eric Burdon

My Secret Life

2004

stand by it today
John Lee Hooker for president

When I was 25 and so full of life
John Lee took me by the hand
In a GTO we did go into the fiery

My everyday has devolved into a paradox
Where I can't even find a pair of socks
To put on one foot followed by the other
Call it a metaphor referring

went from rocks to zines
Writin' raps and movies
I went from trustin' these tricks
Now they all want to sue me, so fuck 'em all!

(That's right, bitch,

Lollipop and Peggy Sue
Out by the old bayou
On the outskirts of the town
Well, it worked into a frenzy
With the cut of the brakes
And an oven full'o

Hand of the Dead Body

Ice Cube

Best Hip Hop Anthems Ever

1999

the face by a cop, close casket
An open and shut situation
Cop gets got, the wanna blame it on my occupation
If you don't dig me, than nigga you can sue

hate you
When you bring the fajitas by our table intentionally to make me stop my conversation cause they're so loud
(Fajita's loud)
Don't ever hit

(PLEASE DON'T SUE ME HOV. Sample is from The Prelude JAY-Z)
In some shape or form we all going through it
I'm trying to work harder how do I make

(PLEASE DON'T SUE ME HOV. Sample is from The Prelude JAY-Z)
In some shape or form we all going through it
I'm trying to work harder how do I make

the coup
It's  half past two
You know what to do
This is too tough to chew
You at work
While I'm stroking your boo
Booboo boo
Now you want to
Sue sue sue

think I want you right away
See, I'm only eighteen
These groupies they just want to sue me
Push my whoopty
Act like they don't spend my dooky
And I could

Fake MC's

Killah Priest

Heavy Mental

1998

cigars 

It's like that, where your mics at, bite me I bite back 

Plus I break backs, you can sue me, yours truly 

Say I'm phony, there's too many

It was on that faithful day in late December, when John Pussy revealed to me the truth
The cleansing of the Shit Sink and so-called purification

certainly all use a drink!

Are you lookin' for a friendly door
To knock and come on in?
Well, the name's Sweet Sue and I'm here for you
So that the good

Over or underrate me
Humble them maybe

On this year, gone this year
Man ah eat rice and stew and
Man I'm strong this year
Big like John this year

before
Blinded by ambition
But reality
It brings me down
Just a shadow on the floor
A midnight train to nowhere
It's so lonely on these tracks
I don't know

I'm gonna pick up Little Gun
And together we're gonna go out tonight
And make that highway run
You don't have to call me lieutenant, Rosie
And I don't

the world
I asked my teacher, asked Mister G
Nobody knows, it's up to me
I see three in the oak tree
I see four by my front door
Could that be eight along

Rosalita (Come Out Tonight)

Bruce Springsteen

12" Single Collection

1985

hangers, winners use the door
So use it, Rosie, that's what it's there for

Rosalita, jump a little higher
Senorita, come sit by my fire
I just want