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d'arancia
Front row, passerella, with my babe, she's a bad one
Pelle come la cannella, poteva fare la modella (già lo sai)
A casa c'ho un brothy che

like streets I'm roaming

Then the pavements shaking
Sound coming from a building up in front of me
Sub humming like hell or the great deep
Walk past

I'm tired of the fake shit, go out and I hate it
All this pointless conversation, feel like time and money wasted

Sometimes I put on a front
Make

what I’m talking bout
Have you right in front of me constantly screaming out
Fuckin' insane
All up in your brain
Feel it in your toes
Like I’m singing in

you bulletproof the tires
Lenny had a stroke in front of my sister, he couldn't talk from it
Nigga shot my dog, thank God he ain't die, he just walk

and spend a lot
Just to front like you was makin what you not
Now you callin me like you just need some cash
I ghost like Whoopi nigga I don’t answer back

or the pleasure supplyin the pressure inside
(Bitch)
See me tip toe to yo front doe hoe
Watch the way we work if you want some mo
Lady Luck she never gave a fuck

and pompous Alcindoro.
She sits at another table in front
Of the café.)
Alcindoro
Running like a porter back and forth...
No, it's not proper.
Musetta
(Calling

heart rate
We came in the door cause we wanted to escape
And forget about the world burning in front of our faces
We all paid dues, we all working hard

lame, you bitches not even hard
You bitches are fucking fronting in front of your twitter friends
In real life you're just a loser, you sit alone by

to say
You'll go along with, then drop it
And humiliate me in front of our friends
Then I'll use that voice what you find annoyin'
And say something like

double-up hustling
In front of the store
Word boot in your door
Jesus piece flooded galore
Chrome eight hundred shot his whole face off

I heard he got you the front row
At the rap show when will he learn
That you like The Rolling Stones?

And I've been thinking
Of all the little things

Now i ain't seen em' since my
Birthday when i was 16 been doing
Shows in front of big crowds
If I wasn’t rappin probably
Be servin crack fiends
I ran it

partition defect
Don't even front, you're just a Mobb Deep audition reject
Cause I cannot fuckin' STAND
When bitches like you don't have the gull to be

of nigga get the fame
Throw dirt on ya name front on ya name 
Guess we never was that cool
Just watch how you act fool 
I'm holding dirt like a vacuum
But

thought I lost my nerves lost control of my strength I'm like damn this is absurd wifey trying to hold me up make you sure I don't bite the curb in front

Afrodiziak

Bran Van 3000

Absolute Music, Vol. 29

1998

in black
Like in the front line baby I'll be at the back
'Cause I'm chilling on these thoughts of you down with me 
Putting you before the I because

This my playground but this ain't somewhere I play at
Front of the palace have my statue where the gate at
Drivin' through the paint for the AND1
Hand

no love to the front) (OK!)
(Oh, hey)
No no
(No, no, no, ooh)

For all the ones that didn't work out
Haha, Toné!

at the front door when they delivered it
I listen like a fan, and i really amaze myself
When i got up on my feet, nigga i got paid my self
Since my grandma was

wants to have my other son
Always bag a baddie you'd be lying if you front on that
Always been a zaddy way before them bitches called you back
Yo matter

the realest 
Park in right in front the bay just to get a feeling 
5 features just the other day I made a killing 
A girl got in the way but shit that’s still

bitch, nigga smokin' they brains out
Slap box in the backyard, tussles in the front
Niggas use to kick Mello's ass 'round the house just for fun
When