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of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't

Now we back together it's some things we should do different
All the things that you been missing

Hustling through the day, but I still sleep alone

a damn shame man if I got to bust
You'd go vertical from my .30 cal
Never risin'
Ya heard me now?
Got backbone when you ain't alone
Step on us like

rather Hustle our way Up
How U gone Rob the Goon
This ain't no time to play
We dont do minimum wage
We rather Hustle our way Up
I move that Work by the Day

beats, baby)
Great John on the beat, by the way
 
I don't care if it still stink, I'ma leave her alone
Even though she out here wishin' R. Kelly was

time together, together, together.

Written by and copyright Graham Trust 

Graham Trust: vocals, acoustic and bass guitars
Martyn Gilbert: Electric

pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)

knows it wasn't smart
But he's thinking with his heart
Plus they told him come alone or his mother's getting clapped
He finally pulls up, they can see

I need you
I need you
I'll never let you down
I Held you close to me
We inna bed
Going round for round
That's how it's posed to be
Stuck together
Sum

I had my face down
You were in my head
I was hanging by a thread
And you cut it loose

I can't keep everything inside
Cause the pain and the sadness

Come 2Gether

DMC

Checks Thugs and Rock N Roll [CD & DVD] [Clean]

2006

now, don't wait for later
Come together, we can make the world greater
Don't be a hater, be a participator
Come together like Will Smith and Jada
Make it

Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by

the Porsche
Wanna call po's
Have me gettin' chased by the force
Didn't know I got dough
My case gettin' tossed
And I steal y'all hoes
That's why y'all base when

is, this is all, this is all uncharted waters, um
We're just here, we're rocking out, um
I put this band together, like, practically a few days, um
I'm

on a truth
At least partly
Cuz' I dont wanna die alone on a party
But
By which arrrow did I get hit
It was made by Amor's smith

Unsaid feelings
How she sees

like no deeper underlying shit

At a live performance

I performed this shit in my bedroom
So this shit's personal when
I'm just in my room dancin'
Alone

asked she suggested I Didn't Even Try.
Transscripted by Agnete Birch Smith from a live audience
tape. Copyright by Freya Christine Clausen,
1999. (Lyrics

800 count sheets
Your not alone we can pray together
Jesus Christ he's the light
He can take your pain away and heal you by his stripes
Just know that

Master Thesis

Canibus

Mic Club: The Curriculum

2002

The highest professorship, my English etiquette
Compels me to not say it if I can't spell it bitch
My circularised 3rd Eye, sees all
Atlantis was surrounded by

Yeah yeah
Yeah
Yuh
Whoa
Say oh my god
Oh my
Oh my god
Wait whoa
I gotta fetish
Wanna see all my money together
Yeah
I'm like a medic
Deep in her guts

I want that son-of-a-bitch dead!
I want him dead!
What am I, alone in this world?
Did I ask you what you're tryin' to do?
Did I ask you what you're

a large rock at the window the alarm knocks
Being chased by a car playing Hard Knock Life by Hov
Sing the lyrics, yet I'm out of breath so, much that I

with the Will
Smith and Wesson is the judge, Rest In Peace to Uncle Phil
Juice is leaking, I don't care, cause I'm in it for the thrills
By the time I

Young nigga behold, the challenge of a day-to-day basis
Cover the pitcher mound and we loaded all of our bases
Surrounded by strange faces familiar