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Teet

Melvins

Houdini

1993

sings new lyrics when they play this one live, and they seem to be about heroin and their dead pal Kurt... Submitted by Rene 

LIZZY: 
I'm sin 
Done

bitch I just pull up and poke her
Grew up playing cee-lo I don't play no poker
We keep us some za, you can tell by the odor
You can get you a bag, just

world on us doth wheel) 
Not by themselves to be embrac'd
Unless the giddy heaven fall,
And earth some new convulsion tear 
And, us to join, the world

As we say
Ah
Brooklyn, New York, nigga
When we about to go in

Ooh, GITM
Shout out my nigga CeeLo
Put me on the Mauri Gators
He was paying 1200

Running

the cash
Rap math
Back to back
Add one
And play that back
Yeah
I keep Green by the Cee-Lo
Nobody work harder than me though
Just smoked me a blunt but I need

sound
But this is part
Of the project of the new record, as
He explains it: to present an "older
More experienced Meek Mill"

Dreams Worth More Than Money

sleeper
Hold I'm on a roll like
Cee lo New Jack
Cities like (um) Nino
I be low (um) down
And dirty yet nerdy
(Um) Freeze you like Slurpee
Work the crowds

Razkals Naughty By Nature
They had Delinquent Habits with a Gravediggaz Flava
And a Lighter Shade of Brown Dru took us Down
To a Digital Underground where

What Thugs Do

LA the Darkman

Heist of the Century

1998

a street Aristotel 

It's policticians, catholics and christians 

Kids who don't listen, on Riker's pissin 

Life, can't play Cee-Lo with two dice

flights
Home in the Morning Out by the evening
On weekends I Bring them so I can just see them
Thats the kind of life I live
Thats how I fucked up my shit

flights
Home in the Morning Out by the evening
On weekends I Bring them so I can just see them
Thats the kind of life I live
Thats how I fucked up my shit

(come on, come on, come on)
Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from

In New York (ayy, ah-ha) (uh, yeah)
Concrete jungle (yeah) where dreams

the sport
Coats of the season
And surrounded by his whole Odd Future crew
The ascendant singer opens up to
Amy Wallace about his crazy
Year including the bomb

of
An avid kid actavis, everybody lean on me
Got them bags full of goodies
Like I'm CeeLo Green
Who the fuck tryna mob out?
I been on my job, no need to call

the drive?)
(They go where they please?)
(Feels like bull, the changing of leaves in repeat)
(Should have a say in our home this evening)
(We led astray by all

five, six times crack his Cee-Lo

Yeah, ayy
(Shu-shu-shut the fuck up) Yeah, ayy

It's like a blast from the past, watch 'em gasp in amazement
Too

roots
For you strictly a collard
Green and cornbread man
Now you know if anybody know, I know
But since you feel like that this evening
Sit down and drink

(Hah)
Cee-lo gains, bank was stopped
I throw trips, take the pot
(Ha ha haha) ha, I'm on top
You ain't gon' take my spot (Never)
I bet all of this paper

Tazmanian, rebel, new Wu tycoon
Two thousand-five lyrics, you'll catch on soon
New entrepreneur, no match to go to war
On tour, blowin smoke out the four by

Spanish on my own
If I need em by the 100 then I got em for the low
I done flooded all the 6 then I'm back to Bowen Homes 
Shit if Shawty Lo was living bet

when the moon's up
Show me how you movin' when you get low teach me how to dance like you J Lo

Maybe you could meet me at the crib triple X sweater sous

all off, while I'm gripping my chain
Call me Alphonse, I'm the new FMA
A father to y'all, I gave birth to a wave
Back and forth like every day
Working

Private flights to Sweden
New York by the evening, Living with a reason
I've been going with the flow, You can never break my soul
It's been sunny, it's

Good evening ladies and gentlemen
I go by the name of Fidel Fresco
And I got my brother Blak Los wit me tonight
And we are the Brooklyn Dodgaz
And we