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East Coast

Das EFX

Dead Serious

1992

Intro/Chorus:

"Now I'm gonna show you how the East Coast rocks" ---> KRS-One
"Baby, baby, baby, baby, clap to this"
	"It's like that y'all, you

side

Give a inch take a mile
Guess they been fooled by the smile wow
Solo I'm holding my ground
Never act tough for a crowd how
They saying a lot that

hands full of skittles
Approach me like I ain't a man you better remember
I live by the woods and I'll take your life like the witch in Hansel and Gretel

back at my parents' house
And now my dick has a permanent imprint of my hand around it
Life was lame, I had to pay money to fuck a whore
I couldn't

I don’t, I don’t want no, Obama, Obama Nation
I’m not gonna, vote for your inauguration
Cause I don’t need your, Obama, Obama Nation
I’m not gonna

succession 
Feel like every song I'm making makes me look pathetic
People come up to me knowing that I'm sympathetic
But I know that I'm acting and I'm

make the things that I do be what I mean
And it's hard to see the difference we been blinded by the cream
What was once an act of heart is now a fight

himself a Remnant
A Mass Brigade
And that's Us
To die is gain
So don't hush
What's in his hand
They can't touch
All in his time
So don't rush
We must

Sumtn 4 Urrbody

Redman

Red Gone Wild: Thee Album

2007

to Jers'
Gun under my undershirt
I'm hollerin' "Gilla House!" drunk off the Thunderbird
My bitch be like, "Damn nigga wash yo' feet"
She say the hair on my

you're getting close
Is supposed to be perceived as "niggas getting out of hand" Now
History's never made by the well behaved
And the memories tell

natural
So she tells Mike she'll pass by after school
Mike's house is nice just like she imagined
On the porch that's Nanna, a little old-fashioned
Nanna

Music, look you have to work
And if you don't, then I don't know
Because I'm man enough to tell you now that I don't really wanna go back to the road

me i feel sorry like 1,2,3
They killing spree on that body like pra pap pa
Don't you ha ha ha
I'm just asking like why why why?
You said blah blah blah

[Verse 1]
I'm gonna take you back .. to 1980
People thought she was crazy for keepin' her baby
Being only thirteen thinking' how she would love a son

Watch who you talk on
And watch the different streets you walk on
I mob like a mobster
Like I'm a motherfuckin' monster
Don't make me approach you

niggas so turn dragon
Bitch be careful how u Word those Captions

Way im flowing just don't make no sense
These Niggas act like they can't take no hits
Try

flip it and serve it
I'm at your service, now, don't get nervous

Another episode of a Doggy Dogg tale, you know me well
You know I'm coming by

It's time to take the roof off
Tell the sky come get me
Spent a few racks the Benz
Don't act like we're friends when you see me
Tell my momma

no way I'm gettin' in
Look at my eyes everyone is readin'
You don't need to know mine

I said it was boring I lied
Hangin' with the bad guys, had

until I turned 18
Had a type as I flexed in the zone
Now my pen writes backwards, yeah, I'm Swae Lee
Don't inhale second hand what I put out as I speed

bright.
Find my own lane and fly like a kite.
Started poor, now I'm rocking foreign and it white on white.
Came from the bottom; Air force ones I had

in time you will learn to fuse them
Into lyrics
Like don't come near me
I'm stronger now so lemme tie loose ends
Who's head do I gotta turn
I'm not

to die
Stop being an idiot
And be a wise guy
I don't want to cuss
Just don't be a wuss
Look me in my iris
It's coronavirus
C.O.V.I.D.
Nineteen
Wash your

are you deceive who do you keep
Is like you take me for a duns or a stupid
Look have heard enough of your Boosit o

Don't tell me Boosit don't tell me