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here killin' me like sin
Oh, where are my manners, I don't even know your name
Though we haven't had the pleasure, I'm so glad that you came
Let me

what I'm bout

I bet (I bet)
That Katie can make your bitch back that ass up and bounce
My fist (My fist)
A Kilimanjaro by the way I keep rocking it out

I'd appreciate some change so I
Can be free like a BIRD MAN
This KID KID thinks I'm LUDICROUS gives mE
40 cents I'm like word man
That scene was

cheese

See how this shit be turning into Tom and Jerry
You were written in a show hosted by me like Truman Jim Carrey
When I put the lights on you you

Man are comin' out with these bangers and dirty dancin'
Nobody puts baby in a corner
I uplift my girl, like I'm Swayze in the water
And if it's

Don't get it twisted ay, I'm the man yo
Don't get it twisted ay, I'm the man yo
Don't get it twisted ay, I'm the man yo
Don't get it twisted ay, I'm

with this shit man
Fuck all that clout
You niggas ain't about shit, don't know who I is
But she know what I'm bout
I bet
That Katie can make your bitch

Refugees on the Mic

Fugees

Blunted on Reality

1994

immigrant
Put up your hands you know what I'm sayin'?
I'ma start this shit off like this, this time around

H-to-the-A-to-the-I-to-the-T-to-the-I
Live

drip that drip evaporated
The man threw me up on my route he navigated
Mad at how I do it I'm just glad it's me
King Dom Dom Lebron I'm your majesty

Guthrie was consumed by fire
His momma took ill and fanned the flames
A man set out to do his own thing
The ornery profane poet straight-talker
Woody

conspiracy theories say they know I'm ok,
I'll drop seven more albums by my ghost from the grave

VERSE 2: SUFFA
I wanna die in Memphis like Elvis,
Senseless

Honey, Don't You Want a Man Like Me?

Frank Zappa

Any Way the Wind Blows

1991

saxophone, flute)
Lou Marini (alto saxophone, flute)
Ronnie Cuber (baritone saxophone, clarinet)
Tom Malone (trombone, trumpet, piccolo)
John Bergamo

I'm grown ass man
And my grown ass gold like a bold brass band
When we movin' slow she take my by the hand
And put a hand on my grown ass ass
And I'm

just dangling in your face
Well I'm really glad you like it, 'cause I just got it today (aye)
(I'm really glad you like it, 'cause I just got it today,

pick Bob's up
Missin' Mac and Big, the Poppa Jigga, just the power
Missin' Mac and Big, the Poppa Jigga, just the power
No sleep, gettin' to my bag, I'm

to the light
Tell the homies stay up plus I'm workin through the night
Gotta look out for the fam man we eatin alright
Ahh no famine bob my head twist marley we

i'm about to make a killing
make them haters chill they just in they feelings
wrist work you can tell by how a nigga stir
drink more water but they

like
I'm sitting slither like
イーカンジ baby
I'm honest
Sensing vibration by the tongue
I'm focused
On the prey of the moment
That come undone
この歌
かく
たけ
やぶへび

scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em
But anyways, fuck it, what's been up, man? How's your daughter?
My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm 'bout to be

Stan

Dido

The Marshall Mathers LP

2000

scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em
But anyways, fuck it, what's been up, man? How's your daughter?
My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm 'bout to be

me my brother don’t you dwell.  Just tell them bastards they can go to hell.

Tom soon heard the rumors as everybody did.  A bank was robbed in Uma by

be at the game, I guarantee you we in different seats
I seen you in the nosebleeds, but where I'm at, that isn't cheap
In the Benz, in a Jeep, make

You have a good third husband, Joanne
He's a good man 
Anyway, thank you for the evening
I'm glad I joined you
I was really feeling low... really

so glad I'm here, I can't believe I made it
Everything I've been through made me who I am
Everything I've been through made me who I am
Now you see it,