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Do I Do

The Four Freshmen

Fresh

1992

know I've got something for your body
Earl...Earl
Earl playing by himself, man
Earl playing by himself, man
Earl playing by himself, man
Dennis

paid man
I've got two sons man 
I need to feed my sons man
I'm going to stand on the streets 
And sell this album man 
Like DJ Sbu man

Like how Dj Sbu

Today I went to Major Matt's
To remaster my old album
And on the L train in the morning
I was pretty sure I saw Will Oldham
He was wearin' the same

don't need one
NB: The TV Version continuesthe
Album version continues below
Praline: Then I would like a statement to
That effect signed by the Lord

Paradise

Logic

The Incredible True Story

2015

up
Just a bastard born in a wedlock
Close to the Earth like a dreadlock
Got my sites on deadlock
Visions of my enemy in a headlock
Feel like I'm livin'

been around
You can tell from my circle
I'm Stephon
I ain't ever been an Urkel
Forget a Laura Ima need a Judy Winslow
If she got asthma Fuck her til her

Here he goes again
Heard a tune called "Who's Got Lyrics?"
I made a tune called "Stupid Question"
Fam I got flows again, I
Write the wickedest lyrics,

In the town of Athy one Jeremy Lannigan
Battered away 'til he hadn't a pound.
His father he died and made him a man again
Left him a farm and ten

fears people have.

V: Ok. So what ideas do we got for the album?
S: I was thinking something along the lines of 'Songs about pain' or something jolly

see, the hood fucked up
I got a plan for the crisis
Bring the dope in on boats
And lower cocaine prices
That's stage one of my plan
To pass by depression

Enemy of the State

C-BO

Enemy of the State

2000

to strike me like Rodney King
But I am a home run hitter so I swing batter batter swing
Got to scheme to get away and I'm gonna scream yes yes y'all
As I put

your mind
Still losing running out of time

In the garden where we laid
Pulling out these roses
Nothing just like this

Whoa, whoa
I got the feeling now

Bagging up O's I ain't serving no gram
They wanna know who I am
Ain't bout no money I don't give a damn
Roll up that za and get back in my jam
Got in

Judy, I'm comin' home to litigations
Stimulate your lil' ego and I got you patient
Look I ain't tryna go back to the basic
You dealin' with bitches who

away we had to find
Something at which to direct our anxiety
No matter how small or improbable

In the evolution of fear
A decisive moment occurred in

Take it
Take it
Take it
Can't take it away

Anybody working on a building?
I'm working on a building
Not made by hand
Anybody working on a building?
I'm

something they’ll remember
Before they crown us kings, rest in peace young simba
We have come this far by faith, leaning on the Lord
But now you got to get

account done ate a moose, uH
WHy the car ain't got a roof, uH
Crib still ain't got a boost, uH
Black Hippy witH tHe caps lock, wHen my album came
Best

damn delay
Now you lookin at me like no fuckin way
I'm heading out tonight
And my plans fall into place
Got my paper stacked up all in my briefcase
I'm

to slip into a life that's easier
An attention span whittled away for years by social media
Then COVID hit that shit like a meteor
Procrastinated every

scale don't tare
Learn all this shit in D.A.R.E
Flip the work like Ric Flair
Lit wit it hit the care bare stare yea
Dont ya throw ya life away by gettin

I got for
This new shit for the GOOD music
Joint we opened up the album with this
Joint that me and Skrillex did together

PW: M-m-m-mm i like that!

load up
Just a bastard born in a wedlock
Close to the Earth like a dreadlock
Got my sites on deadlock
Visions of my enemy in a headlock
Feel like

family
Never ever gonna be baiding family
They’ve got no bars
Call them man need more training family
Nope, they startfamily
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