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Choclito)
(es el Sikario)
(Ey!)
(Eclipze Records)
(Fahrenheit Family)
(El Choclito)
(Díselo maxii, los que tapan el sol con un deo', Ecipze Records)
(XS)
(Vm

a heartbeat pulse that keeps on pumping
Like a jukebox playing the same dead record
Or a radio in the corner keeps blaring
I gotta feeling this world is using

We used to have each other's back
What the fuck happened? Stupid
Yo fuck it

Anyway Mary Easter record store
Walked to the back now let me get a four

Now look out
I took a record of pretty music
I went down and baby you can tell
I took a record of pretty music
Now I'm putting it to you straight

we're out here on the floor

So mister, mister D.J.

Keep those records playing

'Cause we're having such a good time

Dancing with my baby

Havin'

boy, you better shut your mouth
You can't afford to bail
Now don't go telling secrets
This record's gotta sell"

There's a method to my madness
It's

of our rights and wrongs
But our records are one thing they'll never buy...

Yeah, why do we really have to try?
Ska bands should leave the public out

selling my record, give me the money back nigga
if I don't sell at least a million
Cut my dick off if I get down and don't get off
Crush my spine and cave

that means we're

Near our deadline, so take your mind out of the fucking fed time



Listen to the brother Dres, I says if only our records sold in

that's playin on and on
Tell me how you do it
Got the whole room spinnin
My body starts to shake
Each time the record play

Ooh, ooh, ooh

(Christina)
You

records that she wants
Wouldn't it be neat, wouldn't it be sweet
If she was serving me beer all day long
Don't ask me where i've been all day
Because you

no seats up

Bitches flirtin sex appeal cuz we got that corvette appeal
Did it independent for the record, fuck a record deal.
Did it for my niggahs

time to set the record straight,
this planet can no longer wait, not filled with so much hate.

There's a History deep down inside us all ever since

the punches to get to whats real
Oh cant you see me standing here,
Ive got my back against the record machine
I aint the worst that youve seen.
Oh cant you see

the trigger got to run it by the clan
When you really living life you don’t record it for the 'gram nah
What the fuck mean aye bitch I’m straight out Caddo

a paranoid potato bug
Escape the plug without ever payin for the drugs
I'm not a thug but I will be 'fore the record spins
Just don't check my record, ask my

your path, I'll need more than 4 records
I'll hold the gates with these words and let the stones sketch it
But it's like the hourglass wanna take you

Mama always told me that them niggas aint your friends
Hunnit million records that be playin in my head
In the streets with them goblins I was all in

dope boys purchasing packages
It's just my personal preference, I been murkin these records
No longer lurking in sections, Bitch learn to respect it
Fake

Oh won't you bury me
Bury me next to you
Underground, oubliette
Underneath the record store
The hearse is playing, that sound
Of a record spinning

of the class
I took a little bit of the English
A little of math
Now every time I make a record nigga making the cash
Aye every time I make a record nigga making

records to sell, I got records to break
You will never excel against me measure the weight
I got too much at stake, I just follow my faith
Annihilate

the president of the record label
I believe his name is Mr.Isenhawk. 
I been out here quite some time.
So, aww can you let him know I been waiting.
And aww can he

New Power Generation 
Is this Paisley Park? 
No, this is not that record company 
This is N.P.G. Records 
Are U conducting a talent search? 
Yes,