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Doowutchyalike

Digital Underground

Yo! Rap Hits

1990

check]
[I'm wit' it. Yo Dave, let's show 'em some old school]
It makes no sense just standin' around,
Come on everybody, let's all...[Hang out]
Yeah,

focused on the things that I gave a blind eye to (gone, gone)
I'm about to right my wrongs, doing that by writing songs
Guess I realized way too late,

Quiznii
Real Quick
Quiznii
Quiznii, Real Quick
R-E-H-D
Give it to ‘em pretty please
Alright now towards the end of this song
Whenever I say “old school” it

about in my life
Lyrical nigga, old school like I typewrite
Lyrical nigga
I want literal digits
Girl tell me what I'm bout
I like spiritual bitches
I'm in

a long time
Since the city of the drip
Ima old school fella yes sir I got the drip
Written by: Davante Andre Houser and Jacob Leger

My Car

Gin Blossoms

Congratulations...I'm Sorry

1996

Streetlights on, the night air's cool
I'm driving right past my old school
I'm looking for my pack of cigarettes
I'm thinking back on things I've

locked in
The cage and losin' the time
You should not be afraid of provin' ya grind
Visionary with the words that could lead
A school of the blind
I'm

Bag
And I can really pop it on this song, cause I done been had

This that old fashion shit, new school, old bitch
You be snatchin' chains, nigga, I

Freebase

2 Chainz

Freebase

2014

night I freestyle on Pro Tools (Freebase)
Tell Flex come to the A we'll carjack (Freebase)
Him by one of them raggedy ass old school (Freebase)
I don't

an old Egyptian distillery
Nooses still hanging, racist still killing me
No choice but play the role of
A warrior in this trilogy
Time wait's for no man,

broken Skull Candies
Music in your ears could really change the way that you see

11 years old bumping more of the same
At 12, lost my songs, I was radio

Yo man
Let's take this shit back to fuckin' high school lunch time cyphers
When mother fuckers was beat boxin'
And kickin' ill ass flows in

"We're through"
Gave me back all my old shoes
But you think it's a game that we all knew

Fell in love in high school
Went to a party that had booze
Puked

The guitar I got from Mexico
And a Mayer song that I used to know
4-wheel drive, job to piss me off
And those two old dogs in a town where
Everybody goes

enough to fight for my country or
Live by my own rules I
Could work or go to school
But I'm still so hungry for
Something I don't know about yet
Something

blinded|Hemispheres||Some who did not fight|Brought tales of old to light|'My Rocinante sailed by night|On her final flight'|To the heart of Cygnus' fearsome force|We set our

tripods placements 
As you can see, I don't care why ya'll hate it 
Or if my songs don't make it to your spotify playlists 

 I'll Be Riding To Death Of Me

When record labels see I pull numbers they'll start to use me
When artists claim I stole songs I ain't heard they'll start to sue me
There's greedy

the hunter's wrath
We're caved in like rats
Our warriors fall down one by one,
to the chozo, the hunter, or the phazon
We are overwhelmed
This is the end
Through

sleeping
Highly repected by middle easterns
Most latinos africans an west Indians
Skank Dollar known before he
Touch a microphone
Cool nigga got his scratch

Nobody by Ezee de Prophet Ft. Saladeen Zaquex
Chorus
Who can battle with the Lord? Nobody 8x

Verse 1
Believe it or not who God has blessed no man

Nobody Cares

Outlawz

Ride Wit Us or Collide Wit Us [Clean]

2000

warhead, K-Dogg is a warrior
And when I stand, I stand on my own two
If I fall, I land on my own two
A soldier, and it been like that
Pac and Yak see us now

rolling old train things
I thought about it once, but the cold it won't change me
The words of this song is so crazy 

That's my word
That's my shit
Those

a lifestyle
Only so long a nation gonn crawl 'fore they run up
Empire sing the same old song, s'all a cover
Time's up, better clear the city out before the sun