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You make my head spin honey
Like a record machine sways my body
And I won't love nobody else the way I do

He sways his body to the door
He swings

resucito, por eso invito, de este tronquito
En Dog House Records, las rolas suenan, y flores queman, yeah

Me perfume de 420 y agua ardiente
Me perfume de 420

on the rooftoop, 
Pop-pop-pop, 
Pop goes the weasel was a bag fa-flop-flop. 
The brothers didn't like your record, 
'cause it wasn't hip-hop=hop, 
But this

que ens queda un últim record
Que crear, per gravar-se'l al cor
Uoh!

Els anys guardaran les promeses
Només ells saben si es compliran
O si vindran

the tables have turned
Yet we still keep falling
Down, down deeper we go
As we try to keep our self control
As the record player skips a beat
We're all just

Corinne Corinna

Cab Calloway

Cab Calloway [Membran]

2005

This is what I have from the life record recorded during Jazz Jamboree in Warsaw (Poland) in 1974

"Corinne, Corinna why (where) you've been so long

Conspiracy

Gang Starr

Daily Operation

1992

you're making records but that guy seems shady"
It could be too late and your career could be played gee
I hope you listen to the things that I'm sharing

Forget All About It

The Nazz

Nazz Nazz/Nazz III: The Fungo Bat Sessions

2006

just one of my own personal crusades
And, for now, I'm not complaining, not campaigning
If you haven't got time to rest, then take the record off now

Res al teu voltant, la nit torna pensaments al teu cap
Vols imaginar que tornes al seu costat, com abans
Res al teu voltant, només els records que

I know a girl, her name is karma
She's seen stains on your track record
I don't need to lift a finger 
She's already coming for ya

This is your

I look into the cellophane 
The colours lie, it's all the time 
Spin me with your CD seams
And records it's a love fantasy 

Treat me like a fine fire

path now
And I beg you please that I'm part of it and
You are beautiful
You are the light in the darkest night
Burning like fire in the summer sky
Record

시간이 됐어 it's 2AM
목소릴 낮추고 더 속삭여줄래?
이 밤이 좀 더 깊어지면
뭔가 더 솔직해도 될 것 같은 기분이 들어

있잖아, 가끔 난 무척 
발칙한 상상을 해
남들은 절대 모를 걸 
이젠 비공개 모드야

Off the record

maybe we be on one accord
Walking through the flea market
Bouncing like I hit a lick
Going open, the record label just to go legit
Had to car cash

I'm dreaming of a death record
Something to tell you how I've been
The girls I've been talking to
And the vapor I've been breathin' in
Though the sun

records all my friends 
It's all yours It's all yours 
All the comfort I can't find All the bullshit on my mind 
It's all yours It's all yours 
And I don't

Follow the Leader

Rakim

The Archive: Live, Lost & Found

2008

as a microphone, murderin' MCs
Let's quote a rhyme from a record I wrote
"Follow the Leader!"  ...Yeah, dope!
'Cause every time I stop, you see, just duck

Portuguese
Just enough to say it's not me

I'm sure Ottawa is better
When it's not on your record
Think they'd write a letter
To prove it wasn't you
Someone

if I'm falling from grace
ct least I'm falling in your embrace
cnd at the end of the longest day
You're still the last song on my record, babe

It's

of reach, way too far
Like my favourite oldies record
That she's keeping in her car
And slowly through vignette light
She'll return to my sight
Cuz I fell

says:
Oh, would that my words were written down
Would that they were inscribed on a record
That with an iron fist and led zeppelin
They were cut in

I'll be your present wrapped up in a bow
Drop the needle on the record baby spin me around
And move me like you do
There's mistletoe hanging all around

Hold your phone sideways when you record me fighting depression
Worldstar, new whip
You can watch us throw down, throw hands all full of aggression

Death Blow

Kool Moe Dee

The Greatest Hits [Sony]

A rhyme silencer, I hit 'em wit a death blow

Chorus

If mama said knock me out, come do it
You can't win and that (record scratch) knew it
I'm a send you