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touch her
And that has to mean something

"I knew that I wanted a gym theme"
Shrug "And that's that" That's that
Guys that's that

She sees me grasping,

Next Up

Big Daddy Kane

Underground Kingz

2007

endin' in my series of warnin'
You flex with me tonight, playa, you dead by the mornin'

Bun Beater, the best ever breathin' or deceased
From the South

Aren't the same thing
Because I feel like you
Can really separate them
I like to burn Marijuana because I
Feel that the benefit's give
Me this state

one on yours, I'm Sean Connery
James Bonding with none of you niggas, climbing 100 mil in front of me
And I'm gonna get it even if you're in the way

bruh
Ayy, ya'll at my show, when
I say these names, ya'll better scream for
Me i don't give a fuck if
You know the names or not
Google them they will

[Snoop Dogg]
You know sometimes in my rhymes I just feel like I has to
Do what? Give ya something to mash to (allright)
Cuz you know I'm the master

they set that song up
Bro!

And let me tell you something:
MTV, fuck you! Once again, as always! I’m on
My Trump shit tonight! Let me tell
You what it

In the land of crooks
Couldn't beat the band of books
Demands from the rooks
When you the mother fuckin king
Give 'em dirty looks
Lebron James
With

Back in You Again

Rick James

Money Talks

1997

And flip that, on video
You and me yo, is you wit' that
And Scotta to Prada, can you fit that?
Let me get that

Verse Two: Rick James
Girl you don't

pain
I can take your sins away
One by one they all fall down
When you show me something like this
And you show me something like that
All I know is

Enter my mind, follow me to the deep end.
Pops, you should have pulled out, Mom should have swallowed me as semen
Let my baby mama tell it, then I'm

Havin' a Ball

Styx

Miracles

1980

Written by James Young, John Curulewski
Lead vocals by James Young

yeah
now tell me girl
won't you tell me true
help me get this out of my

brain
They call him James, but sometimes it's just Jamie
I'm crooked and crazy but that's the way the game made me
You either hate me or love me man,

of my shoes
They too timid to even make it a single minute
I was molded by the pain
Shit, I'm Bane, I was raised in it

You and me are not the same
I was

You want local I want global touring
Your girl bad but she brain dead to me she boring
Sapiosexual nice intellectual
My flow give me cash, c-notes,

the changes through
I always thought that was special
Something just for me and you
We had a gas this is true, wish it was four and not two
Those nights we'd

well, here's another time, my friend 
Don't tell me times are hard and tough 
If you wanna be sharper than me 
You gotta rub against something rough

Heartbeat Props

Digital Underground

Sons of the P

1991

the Dr King hanging on your wall
Only difference is Chuck might give you that call
To march on Friday, yeah, it's kind of frightening
Let me move so I

Gotta Be Special
(Yea; You Gotta Hold Me Down Baby)
By That I Mean That You Gon Hold Me Down
(Uh)
You Gotta Be Special
(Yea; You Never Know Right?)
Cuz

Give us a break!" They said, "well you are, aren't ya." F'king cheek! Swift kick up the jackseat for that! ah
boof! (mumbles something) So there I am,

home to and, you know
Something for me to, you know
Not only be brave for what I
Wanna do for humanity but
Also to be more protective of
Myself for my

order
Wait, wait what!
Oh my god not again
Tommy you know what to do
James is heaving on the floor
Turns out they did give him some peppers
Got his order

of
iambs marching. Who said that? Who is in this dark room with me?
Who is standing by my side? Whispering in my ear? 
Breathing on my neck? Giggling? Who is

we can love) 
Love you for free (each other for free)
Everybody wants something from me
You just want me

Listen, I know how low I can go
I give