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Step Right Up

Tom Waits

Small Change

1976

come in all colors, one size fits all
No muss, no fuss, no spills, you're tired of kitchen drudgery
Everything must go, going out of business, going

at your alter lies you believe
Controlled by fear and exploited by greed

Go fuck your religion
It don't speak for me
Your prophets and your saints
Just

There could never be a clone
I'm the only fucking god you're gonna know
I got them wanin' at my demonstration
Sorry for the wait
Show no mercy

the Henny bottle (XO)
Did it all by myself, yeah, no role models
If I want it, I buy it, I'm flexin', I hope you're offended
Don't get too close, I'll

of you
All I need is a booth to tell the truth
I don't need no troops no fucking rap group
Just me, myself and I, judging by
My third eye, see the dark

name's Saint Michael
From the Holy Bible
To these words you're entitled

Saint Michael
Whether you're Catholic, Christian, Muslim, Sikh or tribal
To have

her hips as the beat bangs
She digs what I'm about, she digs my game
Now she wanna get attached at the hip with my name
I got three words for you, no

You're not a G
And we just won't need ya
You're a snake in disguise
Not a preacher
I never kneel to Saints
But now I'm in Laurent
That's bribing your way

Everyday

M.O.P.

Warriorz

2000

When you`re living your life (when you`re living your life)
You gotta survive .. (you gotta survive)
There`s no escape (ohh noooo)
This money gots

Every Little Girl

Angie Martinez

Up Close and Personal

2001

The Product G&B] 
To every little girl, on every block 
That's comin of age tryin to reach the top 
I said no matter who you are, you can reach the stars

the lifeblood of omega
I'm​ ​the​ ​patron​ ​saint​ ​of​ ​all
So​ ​if​ ​you​ ​want​ ​it​ ​all​
And​ ​if​ ​you're​ ​searching​ ​for
Your​ ​crown​ ​of​ ​horns
Accept

By any means, we finna take control of the place
Get ahead of the pace killers
B.A.M. you know the style

By any means, if you're weak then I'll eat

What can you offer 
Half pounds ounce quarters dimes products hit you like a shot of cortisone we cant converse over no borderline
What can you offer

Crawlspace

Beastie Boys

To the 5 Boroughs

2004

hand so you best not sleep
No, I'm not Herman Munster or Dr. Spock
I go by the name of the King Adrock
So here's a match, my ass and your face
Listen

Yeah, it's 50
Look, you need me man
You need me
I mean, you hate me 
But you need me
'Cause I got the best product man
I mean look, it's pure,

no fit buga us
We go take am all by fire by force
Turn them all to corpse
Na we go bury all
Rest in peace Saint Obi
Dem no get OT
We dey aim

to connect everybody
That is a superpower that is a superpower
The internet means that you
Can find your audience
For your product or your talent and skill
No

we created by baby boomers regardless that you're recognized for your skill and that's where you're going to see very often when people get ready

I'm the patron saint, Yuh
Of going missing with no trace, Yuh
I'm the patron saint, Uh
Of going missing with no trace like

Yuh, Yuh intimate
Lure

No, no, no, no, you’re still awake
No mistake, no night terror
Nah, you’re still awake
Foot down, eyes zippin around, accelerate
But nah mate, you’re

any saints, Peter, Paul, or Mary

Bad religion has you by the balls and you can't breathe
Indecision covering you're eyes so you can't see
You get

manners by the way
So excuse me, will you
I don't need hands to kill you
I don't need product to bill you
I meant what I said, didn't you
So excuse me, will

volume
Face it you know you're barley getting by
(But baby don't you know)
You're looking beautiful
I shouldn't have to tell you that cause you should know

keep me do-ow-own
No-one can keep me do-ow-ow-ow-own
I got it myself, myself, wow-ow-ow
Now you're scratching you head like how-how-how-how-how
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