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Healing

Salvador

Salvador

2000

J-E y'all
Ooh, ooh, hmm, hmm, oh

First time in my life I got a real woman
Who don't scream she don't need no brother
All she needs is some

I want my P in your V
Want you to S on my D 
Gotta J Off on your T's
Then FYI I wanna F your A

OMG!
Just stuff your mouth with my Bs
Don't LOL at my

Rébeval

Mister You

Le grand méchant you

2016

Wesh Rise-E!
Big up Le rot
M'amadouer pour niquer des mères, daâwa j'suis doué
J'ai beaucoup d'argent ils peuvent pas m'amadouer
El Hamdoulilah!

spitting these facts
I'm going in, the J.O.E, lyrics so cold leave you in the cemetery
I got a rapping degree, hit em with the ... if you don't agree
If

nel sistema, mi mantiene fresco (fresh)
Stare fuori dal network, mi mantiene vero (real)
Non è Callier San Andrea sul mio desktop
Musica

psycho demons would ambush me in the cage
Reason why I have no choice but to push the strangers away
But still I remain J and on the moves to get paid

Obo, I dey find my own Chioma oh
Sunmọmi, there's no need to dey kan ra oh
Buy you designer, Timmy Turner oh
Baby ma j'ubadi f'emi
Ti n ba tin

qué vamo' a hacer
Yo te traje una zeta si quieres prender (Eso e' así)
Si tú quieres después del party nos vamos pa'l hotel (Pa' que sepa)
Dale, ponte

näher Aller hört genau hin
wenns euch E-gal ist dann geht nach hause
ich bleib drin bin F-ektiv achtet den Stil
von 2 bis 15 von der Schweiz bis nach Kiel

awon enire
Maje kiwon tamilofa, ààbò e lemi nfe
Ati iso e timomo po nipon j'ewu irinlo
Maje kaye f'ikoro
Sinu adun toose
Karaye ma fabo mi, poko ibanuje

Casse la démarche

Dry, J.R O Crom, Doomams

Les Chroniques du Wati Boss, Vol. 1

2013

dek look at me
Négro si t'as pas suivi, mets rec et reproduits
C'est le D, lunettes noires, découpeur en série
Depuis "Ma Mélodie" j'ai mis sur le

young in love (woo)

Wavy baby, the boy, the cloud speak to me
Young J, yeah, he be moving secretly
But paparazzi tryna get a sneak a peek
And haters

Un applauso a chi è perfetto
A chi non sbaglia mai
A chi non ha un difetto
E proprio per questo mi fa paura
Chi non sa chiedere scusa

Dalla

ich schieße scharf von A bis Z

A, b, c, d, e, f, g
H, i, j, k, l, m, n, o, p
Q, r, s, t, u, v, w x, Y, Z, Z

Uh, gib mir Paper, ich will Lila
Eure Zeit

When I Touch Down

Disturbing tha Peace

Golden Grain

2002

(Jazze)
Yeah, W-J-I-V-E radio
You damn right we jam
The phone lines are ringin off the hook
But I'm not gon awnser them 'cause I don't wanna hear

wait till it drop
I'm in the kitchen, I stay on the block
I'm mixin' Diablo with double G
I'm with this lil hoe and she high on E
I stay in them places

T-H-B-E-N-T Please don't get me started
Tipsy as fuck when I fall in da party Sippin' Patron, I don't drink no Bacardi
Thought she was nice, turns

a tonton
F pour la Favela S pour les Skulls, yeah, ah

Mmh le réseau déconne
Mais j'ai 1 millions de raisons d'y répondre (allo)
Les rumeurs ça agite

freshness, the Dr. Kay-bee handles the rest
Shout out to the one-tree, niggas from the J-C, Rexdale to eastside
To the Eastside to meet up with Ill B
My nigga

Hey Shawty

Field Mob

613: Ashy to Classy [Clean]

2000

an attitude that you could never lose
I know you think I'm paid because I'm lookin' at ya car
Just call me Old E 'cause baby, you the star
I see you lookin'

Y'all Ready Know

Slaughterhouse

Shady XV

2014

throw a baby in 'em
I might just throw 'em a gold fronts
Pour up a cup of E & J and light up a dro blunt
I was never soft, never saw me flinchin' when

Got It Bad Y'all

Tha Alkaholiks, King Tee

Blue Jams, Vol. 3

2001

Intro:

Ladies and gentleman, that nigga king tee and the al-cum-a-holiks

Verse one: j-ro

Pooh-butts play the rear cause I'm makin yapes
The rhymes

heads like the light from a fuckin' beam
Weed, percocets, lean
Niggas gon' OD
They say my music is a drug
Its so D-O-P-E
I D-O-D-G E
The hatin' O-P-P’s

With an attitude that you could never lose
I know you think I'm paid because I'm lookin' at ya car
Just call me Old E 'cause baby, you the star
I see