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I don't give a fuck about you anyways
I'm by your side, I'll give a shit about you
I'm by your side, I'll give a shit about you
I'm by your side,

bitch in the back
With the stick and it's tucked
Don't give a fuck bout it you can get it
You can Knuck if you buck if u want
But you fucked cause it's up

The Message

Béla Fleck

Live Art

1995

gonna be really slick
We're gonna listen to Mr. Fleck and Chick

I'm gonna say one more thing
Then I'll get outta your face
How 'bout a sound
With

shit, bet not test yo luck
Nigga talking all that shit, I don't give no fuck
Up the Glock at niggas bet these bullets buck
I ain't worried bout no nigga

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, look

Damn, won't you get her her paradise
Somethin' more than a store with
A pair of Nikes
That we probably can't afford

taking over
Baby let me be your control

Lengoma iyandi user
Tell me get up
To give it up to give it all up
Sibuthwel'ubunzima
Sibuthwel'ubunzima
Yile

Concerto in X Minor

Brand Nubian

One for All

1990

you thank you
And all of that, yo
Before I get this wreck I want to give a strong shout
To all the positive brothers and sisters that's out there

bitch

But you not my bitch
What it is
Loving my drip
Fake ass diamonds
But still get lit
Building these houses
Yeah brick by brick
Came from the sticks

of an old, rabid dog
Who might have been good on that day, when he had it all
That's juice

Give me, give me, give me the juice

Wakin' 'em up, shakin'

burned by the torch, no tiki
They only wanna see us fail please believe me
Just to dream had to look on TV
Some niggas look towards CD
Then get burned by

it guh down, and bring it hardcore
Ting-a-ling-a-ling, and mek mi want more 
You Mr. DJ, cyan get a score
But yuh affi cyan tek mi like the dance

it guh down, and bring it hardcore
Ting-a-ling-a-ling, and mek mi want more 
You Mr. DJ, cyan get a score
But yuh affi cyan tek mi like the dance

on the price
Keep your eyes yeah yeah keep your eyes
On the price on the price

Don't give up yet keep your eyes
Keep your eyes on the price release
Release eh

If I like that Ima get that
If I spend a dime I'm gone get it back
Running to the money like I'm Mr Crabs
You gone throw it up throw it up for grabs

Four in the morn get you home alone
Yeah Hey baby what’s the biz
Now if you didn’t know by now baby who I is
They call me Young Kace
I’m a big time

Work every day 'til me meet ends
Haffi tun it up pon weekends
Buss a toast be a real friend
Tell me weh yuh drinking cah

Work every day 'til me meet

Get Loose

Vanilla Ice

Mind Blowin

1994

[Verse 1]
Get Loose
Vanilla Ice is here with the juice
No use for steppin' so give the bass a boost
Produced by the 3 man crew
Not a deuce just a hit

They ain't a friend to me
Still up in the hood
But I got rich bitch tendencies
She just tryna get flewed out
From John Kennedy
Couple shots in
Make your

Teet

Melvins

Houdini

1993

lost a beat away. Purst in like a one way sender war give a heart like a fay. 'cause I can ford a red eed only street a wide a ree land. Die-mond make

Let’s Get
Let’s Get To It
Let’s Get
Let’s Get To It
Let’s Get
Let’s Get To It (Gotta Get To It)
Let’s Get
Let’s Get To It

Gotta give it up
Gotta

the clips
From the trident Wet em up like Poseidon
Open the third eye Feeling like Aizen
Fuck with the taurus Then you get a horn in the side
Man dressed in

work
They say: gotta get better first
But I got this trauma curse
Stitches please, nurse
Close it up, actually: one more verse
No moral
Don't know what

Yes I, Mr.Mello Red on the inside
With the Nyahabinghi vibe
Wah dem feel like
"The sceptre shall not depart from JudaH
Nor a lawgiver from between

One day
Get ready
Get ready
Get ready 

One day
When I grow up
I wanna shoot for president
Shoot for president

One day
When I grow up
I wanna shoot