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Basketball

Jermaine Dupri

Like Mike [Original Soundtrack]

2002

in my hands
Ain't no telling what I'm gonna do with it
When I got possession I'ma act a fool with it
I might cross you up fake one way
Turn around

But the moment shit go left they point the finger like you did it
No a nigga ainu0027t his past
Thereu0027s certain shit you know and other shit you

trust in you
No other one but you
Save by your grace you took my place
You made me something new
Praise Jehovah
So if I cry or weep at all I'll cry right

what I was looking for

I'll find my way to the place where the summer sun sets
There are plenty of rays, but only one for me to get
It jumps out off

Stop Hatin

Master P

Ghetto D

1997

I'm just tryin to get mine you best get yours so what you hatin for

Verse 1: Master P

Pop the lock on the benz with the keys 
To high to see his

to step back to where I still belong
Looking for the escape from fate

I will cross my fingers, hoping not to be sacrificed
I will give you hope and I will

under?
I feel bad, 'cause I could have made you mine last summer
I seen the James Harden in you, yeah, OKC Thunder
I know your last nigga beat you like

Rebecca Romijn
You get extra lettuce, they tossing your salad, expressing the fetish, no shame
Haters can't get the picture, they're developments set

these hoes, that's the answer
I just might buy a new hammer
They want' me dead or locked up in a slammer

All this shit gas, we fucked up the summer
Shout

invening, before blow shit up, some shocked by it
Impossible, did it, was it impossible
Had to get my instincts back in sync, thinking the fuck am I doing

Yeah, buss down wrist freezin'
Cross me and that's treason
OG's all on my feet
Laced up 'cause I ball all four seasons
Never join 'em I beat 'em,

myself up
I am weak I am weary I was formed from the dust
Let me fall if I should lift myself up
Undeserving of Your mercy by all the wrong that I've done

Flicker

Patti Rothberg

Between the 1 and the 9

1996

Black Clouds in a summer fire.
Black clothes in your memory.
Your wicked plastic smile
A transparency.
The fire's dancing just like me.

be your albatross
Miles and miles burdened by my cross
Don't fall in love when you refuse to see
Don't set yourself up to bear the misfortune of me

Talk like Christ (Christ)
 
Let us be 
 
Set and clean 
 
Fruit produced by heaven's King  
 
 
VERSE
 
 
Let us be clean 
 
Reproduce the character

with a beanie
This is summer camp
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Mama said find a way
To dig out your soul
Your highs are only lows if it flies away
Don't ever

Players Holiday

Ant Banks

Nuthin' but a Gangsta Party

2000

is your day homey, now it's time to shine 
If a player's only trickin', you can wine and dine 
Stress free from the drama, better go get your ticket

Shit on You [A Cappella]

Eminem

Shit on You

2000

bloodstains are all over this steel god dang-it
Bitch bring it, these niggas that I hang with
I hang you up naked by your ankles danglin' (ow, ow)
My need I

Let me tell you about Ahab the Arab
The sheik of the burning sand
He had emeralds and rubies just drippin' off 'a him
And a ring on every finger

Ahab the Arab

Ray Stevens

All Summer Hits

2007

Let me tell you about Ahab the Arab
The sheik of the burning sand
He had emeralds and rubies just drippin' off 'a him
And a ring on every finger

Bleak [5.0 Audio Mix]

Opeth

Blackwater Park

2001

Clearing thoughts, my mind is set

Devious movements in your eyes
Moved me from relief
Breath comes out white clouds with your lies
And filters through

With all the hearts I've broke by now, You'd think i'd be better at love somehow
Don't know what it is about me, Texas is my best quality
Born

try
Where summer is so endless
And the lights will blow your mind
Don't judge me this rolls
Are just bills set to fire
I'll fasten my seatbelt and fly

Returned to my soul
Set my mind free
Dreams are all gold
Live in the present
Found what I need
So good to hear laughter
On the summer breeze
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