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Got Shoes On My Whip And They Walkin Like The Crips
Hair Cut Like Steve Harvey Blow Weed Like Bob Marley
Imma Business Man Ask My Brother Takari
I Got

story in a brand new way,
He got the rhythm!

Don't you want to be a genius and a real harmonic sleuth?
Bird found the truth:
To live a life of music is

Closed Doors

J Hus

Common Sense

2017

as much as I do

Baby, pay me a visit
Why you chillin' by yourself at home?
Spare key, under the doormat (yeah)
So you can make yourself at home

Jumpin'

Keke Palmer

Jump In!

2007

keep it movin'
(Jump, jump)
Feels good when you jump around
Keep it movin', keep it movin'
(Jump, jump)
Feels good when you're gettin' down

I know you

two

It was last call for alcohol
Billy got mean and he wanted to brawl
Old Jim Bob he was under the table
He wanted me to drive, I was barely able

8th Wonder

The Sugarhill Gang

Old School Rap Box Set, Vol. 3

1994

don't stop
A-rock the rhythm that makes your finger pop
I said, "Ah, hip-hop, ah thanks a lot"
Ah, c'mon everybody gimme whatcha got

I'm gonna tell

8th Wonder

The Sugarhill Gang

The Best of Sugarhill Gang [Rhino]

1996

don't stop
A-rock the rhythm that makes your finger pop
I said, "Ah, hip-hop, ah thanks a lot"
Ah, c'mon everybody gimme whatcha got

I'm gonna tell

I said, girl, hold up, don't you see
I got what you need and more
Now, don't you play with me
Forgive me, I'm so eager, Lord
You can bet
I can't do

Whoa
Yeah
Look
I got people in my circle but not in my corner (Wooh)
Coming to you on live like a TV supporter (Wooh)
Got a sword and a shield

LESS... 

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Cryderville Jail

Pete Seeger

A Link in the Chain

1996

of your girl
And the name that you picked for your daughter was Pearl
Cole robbed a bank and he drawed the life line
But I heard he was pardoned after

Belle Starr

Pete Seeger

A Link in the Chain

1996

Jim Reed by the dark of the moon
And your son Ed was blowed down in a drunken saloon

Then there was Bob Younger, you loved him so well
He rode with

don't feed my demons
got this music in bones put that on my orthopedist
My flow hot, it's like I'm dripping with the hot sauce
Better than your local

on the hardwood
They're shining offa you like what you got to lose 

Well I don't mind a little waltzing, a little rhythm for my blues
I'm tired of talking, darling

Let me take off all ya clothes
Take me deep, touch ya soul
Feel the rhythm of the stroke
Got me filling up ya hole
Got you making me so whole

Girl I

the hooptie when I could be in a Camry
Don't say the bar is hella sweet like some candy
Cause honestly your honesty could really come in handy
I got the data

money on me 

Went and got my license straight
It's the on the license plate
Call me Mr. Microwave 
If I don't Fuck with you ya Jake
I stay right there by

Well I used to be a farmer, and I made a living fine,
I had a little stretch of land along the CP line
But times went by and though I tried,

the closet
Niggas capping
Long nose like Pinocchio
My homie got his heart broke
By a bitch I said I told you so
You still broke
Go chase a bag
I swear told you

gift that I've been given
Don't worry, I'll still leave a message hidden in my rhythm

Fade so blurry
8 up top
And I got the line-up crispy
Fam

all the fakeness the daylight breeds
Ya know my father hates you
And yours thinks I've wasted my life
But I've got a car, I've got a job
And for now,

daddy, yo I wish I'd been smarter
I'm just a crazy ass mick. I skank the rhythm. Got the damaged hand

Oh, my situation not controlled by the aggravation

Solo solo solo solo solo red cup  
I got 
Solo solo solo solo solo red cup
I got wait I got two 
That's a new double cup 
I been dolo dolo dolo 
Get

I got an eagle vision I can see the winter in the summer
I come from down the road we might say over yonder
Don't make no assumptions guessing wrong