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they called on my name
Don't you know I'd do it
Shine my signal all over Gotham
I'd be true
It's my distinct pleasure
To come down from my grass

the MAC-10
We can hit the alley with iron and thumper
Take it to the hands like the brand new Leonard
Niggas going no mas, when the bullets go in him
You

service
Religion
Food
Television
Football
Basketball
Baseball
Hockey
Oil
Trees
Flowers
Air
Bumblebees
Bumblebees

Dead statesman promoting public ideas

(Faxonly you goin' crazy)
(Oogie Mane, he killed it)

Eight in the mornin', I'm awakaned by the birdies
Bet I have a call about a bag by 8:30

8:46 i look thru the list 
Of children of god police couldn't co exist w
I'm on my Medgar (Evers) & Malcolm (x) shit
Scribe by my lonely uptown in

fast,
If the pace is too quick,
We’ll lift off the gas.

If things start to spin
Signal back
Cause we can take it
Step by step.

Feel your fading,
We’ll

Highway Robbery

GZA

Legend of the Liquid Sword

2002

throw those grenades you better be
Ready, not iced out and petty
Neckful couldn't match one oil drop from Getty
That's ran by the icon who just left

of your license plate
N-W-A."

[REFRAIN (x2)]

She was Chubb-y and
ready to Rock
Naughty By Nature and
part of my private stock and
ridin in the relax
frame

No Airplay

Youssou N'Dour

Gunpowder

1998

it raw and hardcore 
Five six, you're beating us with nightsticks 
Seven eight, I'm forced to pack a thirty-eight 
Nine ten, you put me in a pen; if

Too Much Monkey Business

The Hollies

The Best of the Hollies EP's

1978

business
Too much monkey business
For me to be in by ten

Someone talkin' to me
Tryin' to run me up a creek
Says you can buy it
C'mon try it
You can

Success

Judy Kaye

Ragtime [Original Cast Recording] [Bonus Track]

1996

with
That's oil and water trying to mix on the same surface

[Mr. Lif]
I got a job at a business place I chose not to name
Ask me how did I achieve

Coo Coo Ca Choo

Bloodhound Gang

Use Your Fingers

1995

Coo coo ca choo baby you that's what you are
You are a hollywood star you're the high priestess by far
And you know this tune's for you we call it

Oil Beatz oil Beatz
Naah kurwa, to jest swag
A nie kurwa, jak ty się ubierzesz w
Jakieś ciuchy dla skejtów
Kurwa, jakąś bluze z przecenu se kupisz

my world anymore
Welcome to my world
Welcome to Planet X motherfucker

It used to be parks
It used to be jungle gyms
Now they just stories passed

lives are
Driven by these men?
Now that oil is worthless
And toilet roll pure gold
Maybe we can wipe away
The shit that we've been sold
Nurses now are

and toil 
Light that wood and burn that oil 

Wakes me up in the middle of the night 
Ten thousand tons makes an awful cry 
When i think i'm gonna lose my

I'm gon see you after
Still while we here
I don't know what I'd do without you
We connected our signal strong just like a router aye
You make me happy

fellatio
I'm over heads like signals sent daily
By a radio station show
Over heads like when jets take flight
Jedi Knight spreading rhymes
over heads like

the needle's far too blunt
Tried to synchronize our hands and motions but the clock gave up
Buried gears and blueprints in a box we drenched in oil and dust

The beginning of the tale is the hardest to tell
You remember very well when the empire of the world fell
Signal was flashed into outer space
Said

often
Home or away
It's scheduled like it was
In our conference
Looka
Need food for the soul
You only notice the void
When want to feel whole
Fooled by

Oh to that Son of a Bitch
Who repossessed my van
Fare thee well
Oh, my friend, fare thee well
But you should know it's burnin' oil
And shaking in

can't create
Accuser can't destroy
Accuser he got no plans
Accuser just a bunch of noise
Hey fire you can destroy
Hey fire come create
Forests falling by

Defendant toward gypsy admonish of Cyprus mulch
Any fruitcake can negotiate a prenuptial agreement
With turn signal over gypsy
But it takes a real pinecone