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Made you play the fool yesterday yesterday 
Now you keep in shape with Elmer's glue 
Man you're all wrapped up in them dead Egyptian blues

Oh Mister Tut

I can't pass yeah
Is that a BBL, you way finer than last year
I pull up, I skrrt off, do the dash yeah
You a stallion, you a hot girl
Bend it over

I'm fire when I transform, I'm the ghost rider
Speaking for my dead relatives without a ghost writer
Keep my hands on the keys like a slow typer

stop
Thats when you knocked down dead
Anyhow moving on
These rap beats i bully on
Guess im too strong
Need wet wipes they drooling on me
Ya girl loving

it
Drunk an eighth then I drop dead I don't think that they know I'm on it
The red light I got stopped there I could tell 12 by only
Showed 'em my

pulling the trigger like that
But if I get up on my feet, I swear
That you will drop dead
The time is up my Cinderella

My heart is like a hand grenade,

let me take you by the hand an' walk ya
I'm the thief in the night that slide your drawers off ya

Watch where ya steppin', I'm a verbal weapon
Bring

stand out, there's hope in my hands, I need to pen out
There's ten down, my toes hit the damn ground
My soul was surrounded
Devil by the door tryna fry it

Caesar, sir.
C: (salutes) Hail Caesar.
If it's not done by sunrise, I'll cut your balls off.
B: (very reliefed) Oh thank you sir, thank you sir, hail Caesar

feels like paradise
So put your hands up to the sky
Even though you passing by
Put them up don't you deny
And keep your vibration high

Ice all over my

I Am The Cool

Screamin' Jay Hawkins

Best of the Bizarre Sessions: 1990-1994

2000

the coolest since the day of my birth
I am the cool

I drive a little red sports car, as you plainly can see
Them young girls, I can't keep 'em away from me

on out it's just you and me
Love on fire, baby, third degree
Girl, take my hand and don't turn around
Just keep loving 'til we're off the ground
Come

You're an allergy, that I can't keep away from you
Know to some degree, I still want you to stay
Know my temperature's high, when you're by my side

Big Mama

Roxanne Shanté

The Best of Cold Chillin'

2001

that hit like boulders
Smackin your head dead off your muthafuckin shoulders
So nip all the talk in a bud
This ain't no Game Boy, I came to draw blood

took off, uh
You shawty, I just call the boss
Bust down, now I'm tryna hit the block
Fifty for my watch, keep a Glock like a cop
Pack touched down, I

whips (skrr)
Drop me a four then take me a sip (ride)
It takes too good, every day I say I quit (damn)
Pull up in a Challenger, Lambo on my wrist

where they made your nose bleed
The flannel spread, the heater on
The world is dead, the sun is gone, here take my hand, I'll take you home
You'll never

off
Rain
I feel it on my head
My hands
You can feel it on your hands
My blankey
Time cemented
Drops suspended slow
Shine through the pine
Pop a splendid

Cause I wanna keep my mind off the moment, Shawty girl
But now I think about you every time And girl, I know if it didn't happen then
I would feel like I

in the sand
Lightning playin'
This shit sound like Coltrane
You gotta snatch this mic from
My cold dead hands
And probably still have to fight
The old

bitches, girl, we all alone
We just focused on our grind now we all in our zone
We just keep it on the low, keep it real with me
I just need you by my side

Swear you Tyler Perry
Your girl calling me Byron
My pockets fat, 'bout to put it on a diet
Ohh My pockets fat
'bout to put it on a diet
I'm on like

make em feel me before niggas kill me
Goin for the bag is my next route
So keep your hands out my pocket or get X'd out
You cross me, its my people's

she was feeling me
I'm feeling you too ain it obvious
Girl let's get with it, ok
Stand on all 10s won't knock me off my pivot, mind clear
Only here for