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Sugar Hill Snapshots: A Quick Sampling of Sugar Hill Bestsellers (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Up This Hill and Down (Osborne Brothers) · The Impressionists: A Windham Hill Sampler (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Louis Armstrong, Vol. 5: Blueberry Hill (Louis Armstrong) · Greatest Hits [Sugar Hill] (Grandmaster Flash) · Fool on the Hill (Sergio Mendes) · Black Sunday/Cypress Hill (Cypress Hill) · Fool on the Hill (Sergio Mendes) · The Brand New Z.Z. Hill (Z.Z. Hill) · Unplugged On Strawberry Hill/Reggae Got Soul (Toots & the Maytals) – and 90 other albums »


[S. Tyler / J. Perry]
[Aerosmith Cover]
Cohen was the great man's name

J. C. Cohen, what a great conductor
IRT that's a subway line
And if you gotta travel uptown
He's a greater conductor than
J. Q. Murder wears sandpaper suits 

Broken glass in pocket, barbed wire boots 

Not because he's mean but because he's a martyr 

He makes
saved

Heal me with his hands
Heal me with his heart
When he said to me
No no we never part

[PJ Harvey:]
Heal me with his hands

J. Parish:
To confess my sin, to do penance,
And to amend my life, 
Amen 

Traditional ~ 
Musical setting by Joseph J. Leahy
Hate wide for dog breeder
in the town of purport
A never seen dog breeder
This is the tale of his replica.

Name was J. Temperance
Only two did
of the free

[MARY J. BLIGE]
We have come
And we have prevailed
Who so ever dreamed, this is your will
And here we are
Here we are

[BONO (MARY J
when you fall
[Kirk] Here's my shoulder
[Choir] Here's my shoulder, you can lean on me

[Kirk] halleluia
[Mary J. Blige] Ooooohhhhh
[Kirk] Listen

[Mary
A. Dobbins - alt. sax, J. Hudson - brt. sax
J. Wimby - piano, G. Holloway Jr. - bass
D. J. Clark - drums.
Recorded Atlanta, GA. Oct. 16, 1951
Original
[Kap]
Funk Flex, Big Kap
Mary J, Def Jam, let's go

1 [Mary J. Blige]
 Confrontation, confrontation
 Confrontation, confrontation
Hate wide for dog breeder
In the [town of her thoughts]
Never seen dog breeder
This is the tale of his replica.
Name was J. Temperance
Only two did
J. Issac: 
I search the world looking for a song to match our love, 
Search radio stations, search the internet, search the clubs, 
Though some come
and a half
When you've been through Herbert and J. Edgar Hoover
Anything else is a laugh

I've been through Reno, I've been through Beverly Hills, and I'm
Kicker, kicker conspiracy
Kicker, kicker conspiracy
J. hill's satanic reign
Ass-lickers king o'team
Kicker, kicker conspiracy
Kicker, kicker
take 'em back on some "411" shit
Mary!

[Mary J. Blige]
I'm Mary J. Blige, for a fact I don't rap
I'm known around the map to always make a comeback
J. J. Cale's my hero, best I ever heard
But you gotta sing a little louder, hoss, 'cause I can't hear the words
Some folks call it rock and roll,
they covered our eyes?

Give us names to separate us
Sit back and watch us beef and make us hate us! SAY WHAT!?!?!
I'm done talking
Mary J. Blige,
La fleur de ma patrie
(M. Provençal. J. Chénard / M. Provençal. J. Chénard)


Le cri de mon enfance
Un mystère dans la nuit
L’endroit de ma
when you fall
[Kirk] Here's my shoulder
[Choir] Here's my shoulder, you can lean on me

[Kirk] halleluia
[Mary J. Blige] Ooooohhhhh
[Kirk] Listen

[Mary
Chain Gang - Written by - Sam Cooke
He Don't Love You - Written by - J. Butler, C. Mayfield & C. Carter
Searchin' - Written by - Jerry Leiber & Mike
and J. Edgar Hoover,
Gee, that was fun and a half.
When you've been through Herbert and J. Edgar Hoover,
Anything else is a laugh.
I've been through
drop your axe, it's Jazz police!

Jesus taken serious by the many
Jesus taken joyous by a few
Jazz police are paid by J. Paul Getty
Jazzers paid by
[music: J. Liiva / M. Amott; lyrics: J. Liiva / M. Amott]

Set me free, let me out of here
From these chains to which I am bound
Time was always
Words: j. stacy
Music: j. stacy / e. amato

You've always been close to me
Even when we disagreed
I've got that weakness for you
Doesn't matter what
L.L. Cool J. is hard as hell
Battle anybody I don't care who you tell
I excel, they all fail
I'm gonna crack shells, Double-L must rock the bells