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we talked about this, that
Before he was elected president
People in hip-hop it was an in thing to
Put Donald Trump in your rhymes somewhere

And by

Memories Live

Talib Kweli

Reflection Eternal

2000

consciousness
From cities where making 21's a big accomplishment
Like when my people understood their prominence
And my past life visions of the continent
Like

Mudd Foot

Biz Markie

The Biz Never Sleeps

1989

know all the other stuff from like, "Make the Music"
But yo, but I'd like to dedicate this to, my best friend TJ Swan
My cuz-n, my cousin Cutmaster

prancer
Feel like I'm by myself in this like a free lancer
I don't feel like being here but music's all I got
So I put my all in it til it's zeros

disappoint you
So I need to get up and make my music

Get up, mr. Emility
Get up, get up
Today it's new day
Need doing it's deal
Your favorite thing
Get up,

hundreds of
Things that happened one night
I went to a listening party
Just to pick up my backpack from a friend
Next thing I know, I'm in this studio

That Vladimir Dukelsky (15) said, "Gee!"
My fingering a certain string
Was such a big thing
That Fanny's cousin Annie's
Taking lessons from me

I'm quite

shiny little things
What can I say? I'm like a young Black Biden with a trim (woo)
Presidential when I'm ridin' in the Bimz
Takin' pictures with my

My understanding of music has gotten so lucid
Now I feel obligated to use it
I might just have to pursue it
Now introducing your new favorite rapper

of
Sounds like this

Or you know
That sort of thing

I started
Sort of tapping

It annoyed the crap
Out of
My fourth-grade teacher
Ms. Frechette

She was

Knocked down by countless albums
Now you wonder how your ears
Just got some sexual arousal
Cuz this is how we do it
Bounce with the music
Thinking how I can

"And now, And now, And now!
Comes my favorite part.
This is the part where
I get to expose myself,
to... Cleveland.
All my hopes, fears, 
dreams

blurry 
Maybe wake up from it later 
I need payment 
Click the favorite hoe cause I need paper 
Life a bitch 
Mhmm 
Dying tryna save her

My song 
I don't

of Fame (Maybach Music, ugh)
I let my denim sag, red Louis belt
How can you love me, baby? First, you gotta love yourself

The farewell email (yeah)

Teet

Melvins

Houdini

1993

soul
Yellow the sound
I have the lace from under. . .

Give me your property
Your rightless left
Holding my haze against me, You. . .
. . .can't

dress. What an amazing room. My sisters would never believe me if I told them...
Rose looked at each mirror spellbound by what she saw. But from the corner

Eight Beautiful Notes

Jerry Nelson

Sesame Street: Numbers [Sing Along]

1995

thing 
Counting is my favorite thing! 

Now count the notes backwards from 8. 
Here we go! 
8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 
8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 
8, 7, 6, 5, 4,

We're rolling, my sweetheart, we're flowing, by God

She reminds me of a chess game with someone I admire
Or a picnic in the rain after a prairie fire

the seeds sprout from the ground. I'm going to chant my dizzy visions until everyone can hear that dizzy sound. I'm going to wear my dizzy visions so you can

planes into it, and framed the Muslims?
This probably sounds like a scene from your favorite movie
Well wake up, wake up, it don't take brains to do it,

to reweave our words into sound
Music's the one solid ground

Enchantment in transit
To chant is to sing
The meanings we're handed
They're just passing things

breeze, my hustler's poem
My sound's full-grown, reminds me of my favorite chronic (Kush)
Ball like a SuperSonic, make the haters vomit (Uh)
Nigga, make

today
I don’t play with you today

Music by Dave Talbo	
Lyrics by Dave Talbo and Jenevieve Mastriani

named dave
So I guess I gotta show you
What a real flow bout
Everybody going up
But this here go down
You won't even hear a sound
But there's flowers all