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taste the different words
And I'll show you how my tongue twirls and swirls
Like mister Ross' pretty curls and girls I'll show you the whole world
I'll

nigga infiltrate
He end up being undercover
Now everybody going down
This shit bigger than Nino Brown
And Conceited, I never liked you anyway
Pretty

that's how you know it's been a good walk
And the lyrics on this album are wack, like, I've been having a hard time with the music shit, the flows are bad

Campaign Speech

Eminem

Campaign Speech

2016

might just have to picket me
Like a scab
Hard to describe in fact
Startling violent perhaps
Are things that come to mind as soon as I start spitting

is gone
For them oils I'll ride out
But see keys don't turn Dizaster on
It's traffic on the highway to hell
That's where Dizaster going
I'm on the road

on the Same thing
You be spitting the lyrics
And call it basic
You be going off of Rails
Like braces
Im ready to Kill my Giants
Like David
YUH!
Making money,

to spit this life
Is a number that's hella steep
Hell fire with the verses
The lyrics is hella deep
Bringing fire for these niggas
Who thinking that they

a heaven and there is a hell 
And when you are judged there’s no making your mind
So I gotta change, I know that it’s hard, tried so many times and don’t

last
Had an honest convo with this mama, she was pretty
Asked about her life and she told me come this evening
Even though our hearts are in two separate

like use the same lyrics I did, or the same, you know, the same vocal performance)

Uh, uh
Better get the hell back, better get the hell back
You would

with us
You got to follow him, cause amazing thing happen with his trust
There's too much hate around that's the reason why we all should pick love
He's

I Don't Wanna Party Wit U

DJ Quik

Street Vibes, Vol. 7

2001

years old, with 3 kids, 7 tattoos
You're bald, but your legs are hairy
I don't want to party wit' you, hmm, hell naw
You need to put some lotion

say it's speaking pretty quietly
I ain't hearing a thing 
When I'm working on me the only lyrics I sing
Bitch

If you caught me in all my sincerity

said it is, what it is
Sometimes he act liked he cared
But his heart wasn't really there

I really thought, ugh we had a good thing going on
Thangs got

lyrics they fall
Crumble your paper
Or I’ll make the call
Who said you could rap on a mic like you know what you're doing
Your songs are the same

Together, you better
Cause pretty soon it's gonna be too late
A message from King Tee The Great

Sisters, since we are the
Mothers of this earth
It's time we

ain't a greeting, it's a status
Driving cars, writing bars, and riding stars
Hey, Queen in Cell, are you lonely? Hell no!
Where's your Yoyo, bozo? No go?

They can never seem to defeat it
Completely unhinged, nutty, going to repeat it
You simple minded people gonna have to cheat to beat it
Caught an mc

for death?
Do you fear God or do you fear the devil?

Do you talk to Jesus everyday or just when you in trouble?
When things are going good or only when

add some lyrics to it that are like a flame
They are so hot and power my rocket
Going forward and up you can't stop it
Not saying that i never fall back

you should stay in the house and read your books so you'll succeed
And give up on that music thing and don't be going out and about

So I said

How in

do you listen to when you ride in your car?
What are the things that come out your mouth? What are the things you hide in your heart?
What is your

Interlude 5

Lauryn Hill

MTV Unplugged No. 2.0

2002

the problem, ok, I'm going to show you how you're causing the problem, and now I want you to be the solution. And that's what all of these songs are about, just,

There's something wrong with me
I'm obsessed with sex
Now that I'm going to AA
I need to go to Sexual Compulsives Anonymous
Next

And design a sex