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I heard a scream
From your home
I'd like have seen
A little hope
But he restarted
To grab your arms
To hurting you
To beating you
This monster won't

You and I, 'til the day we die (Trackmasters)
Yo, yo

Ex-girlfriend, how you been?
I see you still tryna fuck with other women's men
Remember

deeper so I got it made
Real live men hate girls that whine
Every man wants a dame with style
A saint by day and a sinner at night
I maybe talk dirty

Going Home With Me [Call Out Hook #1]

Keith Sweat

Going Home with Me

1998

at the bar  fresh  buyin' it up 

And every girl I talk to  yeah I'm tryin' to cut 

I tell'em all I'm Chi Chi and it's nice to meet ya 

Real quick  I tell

a little girl
I remember being hit by a wave and it taking my silver St Christopher into the sea
The one left to me by my grandmother
The one I begged to be

fed with money and blood
Poor people crawling on the floor
Useful parasites

A monster eye like a mouth eating the world with their vision
The little

little nigga, tell em
How you do the shit, how you kill lil niggas

Meek put me in a battle, quick 10 g's
Rode in a black Bentley member
I had a 10 speed

said damn today, my beeper keeps on buzzing
Men are calling every hour, on the hour
By the dozen so a piece of advice, that were
Don't try to talk to me

already with somebody

Suddenly I don't understand, when I call
When I come by i don't need no man

Suddenly you wish we were back together
Telling me you

wretched spirit is doomed to rot alone

UH

Deceived by the lies of every men
Poor little boy raised alone
Left behind believing he was the crazy one

Trash Day in Beverly Hills
All the sad little mama's with their happy little pills
They flirt with the lawn boys as they clean out the pools
While

as the little bird you keep by your cage
And how can I live
Knowing the monster of men
And what she can do?
Believe me boy, she will cut you through
Elizabeth
I

okay that 90210 talk bitches talk to me
And they send you niggas postcards
What you think I flow for?
Y'all niggas is old dog
Y'all over the hill like

okay that 90210 talk bitches talk to me
And they send you niggas postcards
What you think I flow for?
Y'all niggas is old dog
Y'all over the hill like

have sex with it or leave it alone
3-D Jesus by my bedside
Talks to me when it's late at night
I thought I left you in Sri Lanka
Working the desk

really want to know what drives her wild, C-O-U-N-T-R-Y

You might not know it by the way we talk,
We might not show it by the way we walk,
But we're true

Ida-Ho

Sex Gang Children

Blind

1992

Cakes and wine and a little sunshine,  
She has no heart but a lot of soul.  


Oh the mocking monkey doesn't talk anymore 
Ida lurks behind every

Hip-Hop style baby, y'all remember

By the middle of March, when the pregnancy starts
In your ladies' placenta, that means L just entered
Duck taped your

Galleywinter

Pat Green

Carry On

2001

When I was a kid I had a rockin' horse named Ranger out on the front porch we 
Would ride, we would ride, little red cowboy boots, Little red cowboy

neck and wrist iced all up
But y'all should be inspired men
And wake y'all up
And prepared you to look like
I won't break y'all up

Haters stand by, wit'

These monsters are not welcome here

You boldly babble baby talk but bigger boys can walk the walk
What if your worthless wishes wind up wasteful

Coffee

Aesop Rock

None Shall Pass

2007

who talk in his face make one little weathermen sharpen the blades.

[Chorus]



And the last shall be, first to the curb with the mad cow meat,

being yourself behind a locked door
Talk in whispers when you're scared out of your mind
By the law
Who leave no bruises but the ones in your heart

cute little divos 
Or rich city guys that just want to enjoy
By havin' a very good time and behave
Very bad in the arms of a boy

There's a she-wolf