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It's On

Jay-Z

The Chain Gang, Vol. 2

2003

the pack, this is a marathon
You start off fast then you weezin' in the back
So even if I slack, I got enough lee-way
To put out The Reason by the Mac,

and I'll be there instantly

Is it alright if I ask you a couple things

Can I hold you
Can I comb your hair
Can I keep you safe from all the bad out there

Nobody Move

Eazy-E

Eazy-Duz-It

1988

out
[Yeah, shoot any motherfucker that moves]

["Alright everybody..."]

This is a stick-up, everybody get face-down
Ren, gag their mouths so they

Anarchy, My Dear

Say Anything

Anarchy, My Dear

all these kings become our clowns
And I will serenade the choice we made, to burn the mother down
Oh love, like a sinner nindy fine by you
Feel hope

shout-out to my man
MC Homicide and DJ Fatal!
Twin one and two my man Milk!
My man Fred Dawg, the O.G.B. crew!
Y'all know how we flow
And I'm a drop it like

it.

But how can we keep it here?
I don't want to fall again beneath the weight
of this heartache we’ve stayed in.
There's no guarantee that anybody

getting deja vu
Every single thing he said is a lie
Just me and the same two dudes
I've never seen anybody lie like this guy
Have we fallen under

The Charm of Innocence

Momus

Forbidden Software Timemachine: Best of the Creation Years, 1987-1993

2003

burdens me still
Up in the attic I pick up the brush
Paint in the crow's feet, paint out the blush
The face this portrait is of is still capable

out there
Reading this tonight
It's just a trick of the light

I have to know what is real
And what is illusion
Tell me how does it feel
Beyond this

weed
I need a quick escape
Before there's nothing left of me

Take me out of California
Bring me to a place with seasons
Take me somewhere I can feel

L.O.V.E
Oh oh oh
L.O.V.E
Knocked out, you were hit by something
But you don't know where it really comes from
In your heart in your head everything

ICONIC

Logic

YSIV

Bobby will body anybody Like Gotti did Gambino, from Maryland to Reno
We know Tarantino a killer
But the Young Sinatra got you by the neck

Like they’re gonna be there for ya 

Bridge: 

Is there anybody out there? 
Who can actually care for me 
Is there anybody out there? 
Who will never

Large Amounts

Ludacris

The Red Light District

2004

screaming on these records that I'm rich
Calling people from my number now I block it 
Cause there's nothing worse then getting haunted by a stalkin' ass

dangerous
This is what we're gonna do
Let's make you and me a secret
'Cause nobody needs to know
It's not anybody's business
What we do in the shadows
We'll

Is there anybody out there who can hear me?
cuz my hearts crumbling, I need someone to seal me
empty space fills every void thats I revealing

pouring out your hair
Nigga, any-fucking-time, nigga, any-fucking-where
"Make 'em bleed" is the motto that I live by
If you fuck with me, it's a must,

We are living in unsure times
In a world savaged by the brutes
We exterminate
God forbid we take their blood
Every day there's another threat
A chaos

Everything is creaking
Nothing moves like it should 
I'm too scared to shout out
But I wish I would 
Everything's distorted
Nothing looks like it

there's something that he likes
He has to fix up his eyes before
He can watch the television so
Scratches underneath of his parka
Tries to figure out what

that my hair sweeps the wind and my feet fall over when my head starts spinning
There is too much of it everywhere, but even too much in fragments is too

Dan Dar's sitting there, scared by the killer teddy bears. 
Down town, Mini mouse is slippin Micky's in the famous grouse, 
while big bird spreads

There's a song called Love? (Yeah)
There's no song called Love (it's by Kirk Franklin)
Alright, what is, how it go? How it go? (It go, "Love")
Um, it

Acknowledge

Screeching Weasel

Emo

1999

meaning of life is life itself i'm not controlled by anybody else i must get out of my way get out of my own way