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18 Months Continuous Mix: Bounce/Bounce [R3hab Remix]/Feel So Close/We]

Calvin Harris

18 Months [Deluxe Edition]

2012

love 

I need your love 

I take a deep breath every time I pass your door 
I know you're there but I can't see you anymore 
And that's the reason

Buggin' Out

A Tribe Called Quest

The Low End Theory

1991

can't do rap
For it's Abstract, original
You can't get your own and that's, pitiful
I know I'd be the man if I cold yanked the plug
On R&B, but I

can't do rap
For it's Abstract, original
You can't get your own and that's, pitiful
I know I'd be the man if I cold yanked the plug
On R&B, but I

And the only spitting they do is phlegm
So what d'you mean, what d'you mean you fool?
Go on then, go on then, draw for the tool
Think that you’re hard but
You’re

fought we wrought, and let's annoint'
Now you're bein persecuted by that universal court court court
Iron hell with the strong blend of rape and blend

Loyalty

D12

D12 World

2004

again and that's curtains
For life as D12, no ice and Spreewells
Every night that I chill in, I fight by free-will
Knowing I can be killed
Leaving my

you’re the friend of the working man.
(2x)

(Beat Change) V26 Woman 2
And, finally, the Pure Food and Drug Act, passed by Congress

V27 Woman 3 
Gave

To the point that you declare
Reality is mere appearance
You make reason a mere exercise to
Make some room for faith
Just like you'd let in Epstein asking
If

pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not

Yo that shit you did last
Night was fucking gay!
But regardless lets get this battle underway
Because I'd rather get buried alive
Than have to deal

Certain man think I'm not lyrical
Like I'm not one of the grim originals
Like I don't get on the mix and kill em all
Don't fuck with Ape-X Joe
Grime scene

head.
Oh yeah – I’m outta my head. [2x]

Original Beat by Kid Arcade at Kid_Arcade@Live.Com. Additional beats, lyrics, and mix by Fonso Montilla

And by the end of the day we’d have cars and game boys

Who would have thought things would change
I mean me and Steven was tighter than Tini’s coming

bump and the motherfucking boom bap
Bring the tune back,
You're craps in the chop shop
Thermometer up your ass
That's the reason that I'm not hot
But I

thinking you're the reason why I'm writing this song
I would never hit the booth to shoot at you from a far
I'd rather see you face to face to tell you that

April third 1986
The day my ass got tossed in the mix
Trying to choose do I live or just fucking exist
Just don't look to me if you want your ass

diamond on ya finger
Judging your demeanor 
I can only presume 

You're open for the taking 
By the way that ass is shaking 
cnd the face you making 
That

stupidity
By the way, you gangsters should know
One of your victims was a three-year-old girl
Well, you gang members, you
Still don't get it, do ya?

(With

kick without a dojo, D-12 slow flow
Shoot down your mother ship and pimp slap mojo
No pro wanna go knuckle blades with renegade
Nigga tried to go pop,

ambition
Past the streets we see past the image
Cause you're the last friend by the
Grave of the prison hall
And you're the first friend to tell
'em to be

tell you somethin'
Different I'd be livin a lie
Everyone of y'all the biz
Little somethin' came by
Y'all the reason I was livin
I ain't ready to die no

the mix
And I ain't mad at em
Baby need still
How did I train for days
I still can't believe TO'd and cut
Off his braids
Now you're lookin like a lil

through a fit
YV12 how I'm coming with the whip
Let it Run out, 'nother reason for the pour
Tell her "throw it back" get to working on her core
Taking over

Conversation with a Bullet

Planetary

Heavy Lies the Crown

2014

massacre on verbal command
I'm the reason you rewriting your verse kid
You're better off with metal in your mouth going out like Kurt did
AOTP