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Mismosh

The Former Fat Boys

Rocky Loves Emily

all you celebrities that open your mouths
SHUT THE FUCK UP or Get the Fuck Out
we pay you to act sing compete rap dance or fuck
so stick strictly

What's Next

Leaders of the New School

T.I.M.E.

1993

Heavens to Merkatroid, we've come with another new song
(Sing-a-long!) Ha (Tic!) Tica-tica-toc
(Who's that?) Coming around the block (Leaders of the New!)

Toca's Intro [Album Version]

Tony Touch

The Piece Maker

2000

to your ear

[Intro: Bonz Malone]
I pledge allegiance and have to brag
About the united weights in America
And to this republic, for which we dance

an opp up in his hood
And he ain't bang his turf
Nigga had it stamped up on his own
We put him on a shirt
We got FNs with them stretches
Bullets coming

when the po roll by (why?)
'Cause me and the bros got a pole close by
Bang!

I get, so high
Girl you're a groupie, no need to lie
I get, so high

gonna dance
Dance slow
If your gonna sing
Sng loud
If you wanna be heard
On tghe backboards
If your ganna love
Stay true
If your gonna go
Go far

Cause

Brand New Set of Wings

Joe Purdy

Paris in the Morning

2006

cause I've been lookin' all over town 
For a brand new set of wings for you, a brand new set of wings for you

Now I'm back in the house bang my head

Simply Amazin'

Exile

Below the Heavens

cum no longer
Losses, you gotta take some to grow stronger
I've conquered all you haters
Like a strong-armed dominator
Big dick tryn'a break a bit

high tonight
I already identified plenty of haters in the sky
before enemies can carry on me on my side
fuck it checking a cutie on the dance floor

y'all, these fools got a set of them thangs

Where if you ain't wearin' a three-piece suit, you gotta gang bang
I walked in a rest', 'bout to order

you dirty like a pair of 40 dollar vans
All my brothers brothers I don't really do no fuckin friends bitch
They do the same thing them niggaz gang bang

a clown
I'm throwing elbows and I don't mean a pound 
I only to smoke weed by the motherfuckin ounce
Came in this game with a name and some pain
Ain't gonna

"Feels like that I've been here before"

I don't wanna romanticize another
Time that's gone by
But I have to be honest and tell you that
I'm an old

Well, you've got the gangsta rappers cruising in their low riders
They're kitted out by the very best designers
Got all the booty women and they're

You wanna hang with big Nate Dogg and Criminal
It's in your eyes you wanna give us some

Fingers. You a fool for this beat right here homie
Mr.

Lost Johnny

Hawkwind

Hall of the Mountain Grill

1974

can see it from afar
It's pale and it flickers
Like a faded movie star

And up there in the castle
They're trying to make us scream
By sticking

Spaced Cowgirl

John Wesley Harding

Here Comes the Groom

1989

Well you can dance on tv with your diamonds on
Sing in tune for a world that is going for a song
Get the steps all right but the words go wrong

and mummy
We live in the age where the party is king
The ambitions of the rich are to dance and to sing
Whilst the poor are reminded that they're not worth

One Right There 
Is The Horse That I’m Betting 

I Take You As You Are 
Take Them Summer Walks With You 
Listen To Jhene & Sing Along 
To Summer Walker

to try to sing, I don't know how to dance
So if you really tryna see, like every side of me
Here's a list of all the things that I find astonishing

I like

It's within me

Dance to mysterious songs
Played by invisible players
Much have I seen that few know 
Little remains but silence

In time she'll be

Ya when me first started me got nothing
Small bwoy run from home big problem
No money so more trouble
Small bwoy affi start fi hustle
One step in di

I’m at the bar watching the way you flunk.
Stuck on the dance floor, you’re ready to bend down
In front of me or somehow maybe get found
By somebody

drops touch the ground
I know life is bigger
Life is bigger
Life is bigger

There’s an image in my mind
Where we dance and our bodies sing together
In one