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OooYa Wit by Terry (Isaiah) Johnson feat. Starling Newsome
Written by Terry Johnson, Theresa Trigg, Starling Newsome - BMI
INTRO:            We call

Shortie Like Mine

Johnta Austin

The Price of Fame

2006

everythin' you say to me
(This is goin' out to all the shorties around the world)
Never knew it could be so wicked, hopin' that you stay wit' me
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and short on all of your deeds
Don’t just sport that you real you got to practice what you preach player
Live and die by what you speak player
The good die

The realest classic gorillas mad wit battle rage
Guerrilla warfare like driving to the basket
Insane if you don't change yo tactics
Cut me off
I'm battle axing

drop it, cop cat 
Get it, stay on it, don't stop cat 
In the big chair wit the big hat screamin' "Y'all wanna floss wit us?" 
Where the fuck you at? From

Turning Away

Crystal Gayle

Cage the Songbird/Nobody Wants to Be Alone

2008

ragged
The edge of your heart's become jagged
And your turning away, turning away from love

I see ya turning away, turning away from love
I see ya

the start like it never ends
Living life at the end who knows when it

Don't take my mind and myself for granted
I only live my life by walking on the edges

Sticky Icky

Pitbull

The Boatlift

2007

[Pitbull]
Hey Jim Jones, 
Let's Show These Boys How It Really Goes Down 
Hey Lil Jon, 
U Know What We Tell These Boys When They Campin Out Wit

down into a heartless sea
Can't face life on a razor's edge
Nothings what you thought it would be 

All of us get lost in the darkness
Dreamers

The Pass

Rush

Presto

1989

down into a heartless sea
Can't face life on a razor's edge
Nothings what you thought it would be 

All of us get lost in the darkness
Dreamers

Wussup Wit the Luv

Digital Underground

The Body-Hat Syndrome

1993

owned by Indians, who then would learn to burn
A tragedy, because from them there was so much to learn
You will find the key to life is checking for you

crack a smile wit me
Take them trips up outta town wit me
Never question by niggas
Just me and my nigga
That's why ima treat you like you so so special

wit his mind
Nigga we don’t need a fight yuh
Play wit his mind, imma get you by the night

Could call it manipulation if
I do it right huh
Don’t you

Devil on my back tryna hold me back
I keep droppin facts 

Big ole facts cant go out like dat
Walking on the edge so watch how you play it

On ya

coming holding a seed them maybe you should take a long look
A grown crook getting stuck doing fed time
That's the same as getting caught by the left lie

Preachin' to the Choir

Rodney Crowell

Fate's Right Hand

2003

of the essence when you're hanging by a thread
And the answer to your questions won't unravel in your head
When you're staring at forever from the edge of life's

take you through a tunnel of thought
Wit no support now you got caught off guard
By the number one scar from the Illa-Fifth
Lyrically fulfillin' this

team lock and load
And rock and roll like Aerosmith

Fuck cops I got Cochran Shapiro chips
One point five in ice in each earlobe shit
Fuck who you

I dont even really know who you are
I just thought you was cool wit da squad
But I found out you was a fraud
Now I popped out wit juice and da sauce

again
So near, I'm gonna push to the edge
With a new year, I'm getting lost, my friend
Around here, tend to forget who I am
But I found you
Now I'm alive

There's somethin' beautiful hidin' in it & I'm just tryna hear what it gotta say
It ain't all in ya head
You ain't lo-sing ya mind
Just a Jagged edge that

shatter these images
Overpowered by ignorance
'Til I silence the critics
Calibrating these sentences
You gone be irate
Aggravated bout 10 minutes
'Til they

hating but
The hate really coming from ya man
All these bitches know who everybody
Dating, know who everybody fuckin
Cuz the gram

I'm telling niggas you

Don't let me wander
Let my feet hold fast
To the place you plant me
Let me execute Your Will
The perfect way You planned it
You who fed 5000 with