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the wack
I'm on cause I been bout mine
Waited a while but it's been bout time
Take my whole lane if you can outrhyme
Line by line, nigga I'm fine
Ooh they

peoples shit
I take em back, to them pink cookies and Chico sticks
Gone give that track to iHB, we know he don't miss
Now they say Eve ate the apple, you

the stock go up, up, up, up
Do it big, we live it up
You know we don't give a fuck
And we leave the haters stuck, stuck, stuck, stuck
As the stock go up

in the galaxy
I see a Saiyin and I'll squeeze him by the neck
I'm the best keep my brother Frieza in check
When I throw a punch you know it will

U for Me

Brand Nubian

Foundation

1998

a mural on the wall 

I'm the apostle y'all, I'm like Samuel L.L. 

But I'll swing by you like Eve with a gun in my sleeve 

Weed spots is like my

Spirit blasphemy
Maybe because it causes a spiritual hysterectomy
Taking away the ability to give life for infinity 

For Adam is the one who called her by

Scrambling cause you're lost
I'll give you three months
Till you looking up to me
Playing my tracks is devilish
Picking from that tree like eve
My message gone

gotta get dis damn grip
By any means necessary
N***as is looking like dey preparing for f***in war
But I gotta give all I got, and I gotta give it more
Im

There Is Life Outside Your Apartment

John Tartaglia

Avenue Q

2003

apartment
I know it's hard to conceive,
but there's life outside your apartment,
and you're only gonna see it if you leave.
There is cool shit to do,
but

but she went off with it
I gave love a little bit of time and now it's augmented
Cus you giving me my purpose
Give me worth in all the times I'm feeling

forward to it
But I don't change just for the holiday's

You can have your Christmas tree
Go get drunk on New Years eve
Some look forward to it
But I don't

my belt
when the worlds collide I put it in my chest pocket
Sip it when it brews, forget whatever set of rules

Back on track
Back on track
I run laps

Real Shit

Eric B. & Rakim

Classic

2003

track off-the-rack kind of a track 
You forced to rap, remember that? It's that 
You know where I'm at, there go the gat 
Pass me a bat,

selling you sold (What), I don't know the cost (Aye, yea)
Had run it like a track race (Track)
Know LLG we in first place 
me and the squad we gon' make it

cash flow
Never run the track slow
Know it's a race, better pick up the pace
You know you're lapping dudes if you're cruising chasing last place

I ain't gone give you a call back
I ain't gone give you a call back
I ain't gone give you a call back
I ain't gone give you a call back

Yeah yeah
I

see it'd be
Twenty-two or so, older soldier on my team
I put you in my video
And give you plenty of dough
By my hotel room, Four fifty four
Hope that

The Legend of John Henry's Hammer

Johnny Cash

At Folsom Prison

1968

said "Before the sheriff comes I wanna tell you," Said "Listen boy
Learn to hoist a jack and learn to lay a track learn to pick and shovel too
And take

Tis the season to be cheesing
I'm grinding like a sleigh until Christmas Eve
Im in a giving spirit since I'm always receiving
I'm Surrounded by my

Let This Go

Eve

Eve-Olution [Clean]

2002

piss me off
I swear, if I was a dude it'd be fist to jaw
Always mad at my mouth 'cause I cursed you out
Missin' hard, know you feelin' what these

One

Y'all done fucked up now
Oh shit, ah
It's mine now who want it, ha?
D-s, Ryde or Die nigga, you heard that?

It's Yung Wun with the big

lately
(I don't give a fuck)
Even my mama, she been trippin' lately
(I don't give a fuck)

It's one of them days that I don't give a fuck 
(I don't

The Legend of John Henry's Hammer

Johnny Cash

Ridin' the Rails: The Great American Train Story

1975

to lay a track learn to pick and shovel too
And take that hammer, It'll do anything you tell it to."

John Henry's mammy had about a dozen babies
John

One, two, three, four
Grandma got run over by a redneck
Drivin' home from our house Christmas eve
You can say there's no such thing as Santa
But