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N.Y. Electric

Aesop Rock

Bazooka Tooth

2003

fame is)
Some of them lost the base hit 
While they all read brims in the metal die cast Vol-tron cadence, what

N-Y electric, cannibal, burners,

a show in Miami
Let’s feel the breeze
Follow me, I’ll show you how we feast
Hit the lab and never leave for weeks
You weak must got your rhyme book

one
Just da money, da guns, and da drugs
Stick icky by the pound
Yes
Slangin' bullets by the round
Damn
Wait until the next album out
We'll get ya all

When we doing last call
Need my tall draft fore I go and hit the asphalt
Windows down cruising with the music knob at max vol
If I die today know it's

Would you like me if I had money?
Slay another thought in the dark right by your side

Let me

Always aiming for the big fish
Scheming the big hit yea

Bow to the Masta

Kool Keith

Celebrity Deathmatch

1999

written by rookies working Montreal Expos
I don't care if you act wild, bring your raps to the studio
I'm a get in your booty, yo

I'm a set up a bag

Illegal Business Remix 2004

KRS-One

Keep Right [Bonus DVD]

2004

not see it
But they wind up sellin' they own ass
One album, two album, they gone they don't last
So hold on a minute now, don't be so fast
Knowledge

This Album, is a specific album
Dedicated to a specific person
Just know that the reason why I’m heartless, is due to you
Ima need a Wave on this

on a thousand
No shit you can borrow
I been the man since a git
No snatch
Yo bitch she a thot
She get hit from the back

Thirty go by a new bitch gone twerk

Simmons
If I want a hit, I'm payin' a bitch quicker than P. Diddy
I got a trick who eat the dick like both her teeth missin'
I'm in a fiend rental,

Kill Switch

DJ Krush

Jyaku

like I tweaked when the beak
Hit the bones, leave him alone

Leaky break fluid but ghost, the boy whip swift
Cruise for the unusually mutual shoes
In

I put the helmet on my mic and tackle MC's
I break backs of fat tracks and freeze
And get up on these, and hit your knees
Trick, can do what you do,

'cause they don't understand
You can tell by how I walk
Man my pockets filled with green, I don't ever gotta talk
Probably see me in your city, heard it

nigga?
By the end of the record I will have ended you niggas
These niggas hate to see him playing off the script that he wrote
They be like "Why he call

blow a pop of fatty or
Or is it for
Chevy losing his grandpa
ANd that pain you can't plan for
What is it
If you need I'll give a hand for
By a, by

hit the club with a mug
So mean got them niggas
Like who the fuck is that
Then I hop up out the car
So clean got them hoes
Like who the fuck is that
Hit

even know me, why you acting like my homie
I’ve been really by my lonely till I find my place real slowly
Static when you hit my line, shit is kinda

the pool with ya mama
Attack her by the legs then I pull her to the bottom
Twist nothin' up like a condom
Slap it if you fuckers got a problem
When I see

And not that I think it's a terrible album
Some of my favorite songs are on this album
The issue with this album is
As many people in the past have

Shit on You

Eminem

Shit on You

2000

in the pool with ya mama
Attack her by the legs then I pull her to the bottom (yeah)
Twist nothin' up like a condom
Slap it if you fuckers got

every bar, go from the start
But I had to get it right because I wanna see my name on the charts
K.Ji gets gassed every week when I play my songs
Tee hits

Could've dropped an album but I told them you can keep it
I don't want my real life exposed I keep it secret
Bitch you just a groupie do not tell me

could tap into when I activate I immediately devastate
You couldn't calibrate me all you can do is estimate
I needed to take a break from the hits

Compilations
Compilations

Classic eighties countdown, one hit wonders too
Man that Counting Crows song has me feelin' kind of blue
Sold by MTV-jays, marketed