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Good evening, turrets and gentle-cubes!
My name is Loose Screws Louis and I will
Be your Jazz Core for this evening
I'm gonna sing you a song
Called

Now fly away these red balloons can't stay
I drop them bands on some sneakers
That be banned by adidas
Understand what they saying
But I notice how they

T H I S,  is what I mean
I'm takin about the real thing, you know what I mean
We the real diamonds in this Hip Hop ring
Don't give a damn just bash

You is not up on the block (aye)
I cannot fuck with a opp (bitch)
I got yo' bitch in a lock (yuh)
She sucking, she give me that gawk (gawk)
Diamonds, I

the shower sink
Blessed are the powdered drinks
Kool-Aid made the blue raspberry rubber bands
Pearl and oyster, milk and honey wonderlands
Blessed is

There was other girls around, but she would suffice  
But when my sugar cane hit the sugar walls that was all  
See, people called me whipped when I was

Wipe Me Down

Foxx

Survival of the Fittest

2007

niggaz gon' speak (wipe me down)
Jiggalatin I been rollin 'bout a week
You can tell I got cake by the diamonds in my teeth (wipe me down)
Black shades

straighten your tie and fake a smile on for the whole- oh what's that?

CHORUS 
little boy, 
run for shelter grab your goggles you've been making noise,

or we die here
Money or we die here
Get the money or we die here

Dollar na green e mo be color brown
Owo to po owo inu rubber band
We dey spend bad awa o

(Jadakiss Intro)

What up what up y’all you know who it is, your boy, T5 D.O.A Jadakiss!
Right now with Pseudo Black, we gon get  in to this new

pretty eyes
I ain't tryna make you mine And forever be my slime
All that I fuck is diamonds I tell a bitch all the time
Please do not waste my time You

Dead and Gone

M.O.P.

Firing Squad

1996

the whole scenery is packed in, people dressed in black and
The whole place is flooded with tears, I'm surrounded by my peers
There I lay, day after day has

people that I trust
The result is how I throw my hands if I really must
I could beat up all your men
I would beat em by mile
Lay a hand on one of my own
If

Payback

Ras Kass

The 3rd World

2008

fuckin' thing I do I'll

Yeah, Immortal Technique, Rassy
Nigga, I never forget nothing nigga

Fifty-one percent of the World Bank is owned by the U-S

being on the bus in
Sixth grade band
Bteaking those old headphones into Two so we could each listen
No one wants to see their friend in Prison
But this is

the pans
Oh, your man scam?
Oh, he busting out them bands
Well, I can box
Is he fucking with the hands?
He rap too but he ain't fucking with the jams
Do you

Missing three
Every time he smile in the mirror, he Gotta think of me
Moral of the story is, nigga, I'm a Fucking G
Made my first hundred thousand by

bout features I don't know them dudes
Them niggas shoot vids my nigga just shoot
Man we don't get along they don't leave their stoop
We smile in

it overload flow for flow on top of the totem pole
Everybody by me yeah they known to G.O.A.T
If they hate motherfuck em through gloryholes 
Y'all

Big ass choppa on deck
Flex so she upset
Thumbin' through all these bands
I'ma need more hands
The Dior, it came from France
The Mio came from

Whipped Cream, Nuts and Cherries

Goldy

In the Land of Funk

1994

o'clock, she said call her
So that I can come and get her 'fore she's picked up by her father
So I smashed up in the Malibu
How would you feel watchin

Sarah palin got too many kids, sarah palin got too many kids, I know it's obvious
I hope she die soon, arrive soon in India, Tinder is banned, you

Wild
Up here in the clouds

Never knew I was a god til the cronos chain
Double up, triple up, I'm going insane
All I see is X's, talking R-O-I
Live

smash mouth
I get loose I spazz out 
Leash off, Max out, lash out
Like a gas station I'm giving gas out
I rock out like coldplay
I ain't smile in like 4