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Slow down where do you run to?
Take it easy and just take your time
Real food you need real food
And real food needs you 

Come on, get up, get green

The bitches are bad, the city on map
The crib got a pool in the back
Nigga what more could you ask
Your wildest dreams, the money is green, the fazos

feeling good you can't hold me back
Now hol' up (Aye)
Yea right
I'm in the league (Hey, yea)
But Yah's in the lead (Hey)
I'm playing Al Green like his soul

I can see it in your lips
By the way your hair is gripped
That your so into me
You should let me know
Why are you so cold
Why are you so cold
Your

nothing you can take for granted
Surrounded by the primal fear
You close your eyes

No memories - no regrets
Unprotected and misplaced
In the corner with

D-Roc for a biggie
Pussy-ass lil' rap niggas
I fucked with real trap niggas
Pop star, icon
But I send niggas come snatch niggas
I'm with EBK, you

EMERALD CITY GREEN:

I want to be seen green
Wouldn't be caught dead, red
'Cause if you are seen green
It means you got mean bread

You've got to be

Black Goddess
Love when she greet me
Real Rastafarian
Kaya on repeat
Kindness
She said
I know you'll teach me
Taught her, bout crypto
She asked, will you

Badda Dan Dem

Vybz Kartel

Ragga Ragga Ragga 2004

2004

When me'd a run town with mi gun inna mi short jeans 
You deh a country a plant greens
So you wan' war bad man now?
By all means, when you ready,

five without a doubt
Bangin' shit without a gun
Yeah
And keep it sexy for the real niggas
Got you trippin' by my talk
Rap around em go figure

Are you

gotta take account cause they all wanna be me
Divided by A you know they can't C (See)
Lil shawty a cat she arching her spleen
My Diamonds on me best

the ruler
My heart got iced out by my jeweler
When the light hit it 
I know it amuse you 
Blowing a fuse over these jewels
Man niggas lame
I'm after my change

Bright Fire

Fleetwood Mac

Penguin

1973

real as evening wind
They are washed by love and suffering
'Cause my love has colored them, colored them
Ooh ooh, nothing but roses

But don't dam

The Lah

Bumpy Knuckles

Fat Beats, Vol. 1

2001

'til dawn
Niggas are dead wrong, if they think I'm soft in my song
You wanna die? Hah, I can help your coffin me on
I'm the reason that some rap niggaz,

'Cause for real they don't know that you slow until you tell 'em

GREEN: I've got my suspicions
They made your mind up
(Your certainties are dead now)
Too

much thinking
MC's are blinking the third eye
When I pass by
Mackalicious got the sweet potato
Fried for you motherfucker
I touch the microphone i do

Yeah real Rx
I got my mask on, yeah
Put your mothafuckin' mask on, yeah
Real Rx, yeah

If you gon' shoot then shoot
What's the hold up?
They shot

what are guns? The
Guns, that's the real estate there's
Stocks and bonds, artwork
You know shit that appreciates
With value what's the butter?
Cars,

baby tell me how you feel
She asked me are you really real son
Like are you really real
Well the answer's in the question
You already know the deal
Baby

are goin' out to
Black Tail, you're gonna be a star, yeah

I heard you quit rap, your wife went back to porno flicks
You turned drag queen, a call girl

this here a brief warnin
You niggas threaten by the buzz, killa bees swarmin
(here they come)
Already told you I ain't playin with you bitch
This ain't

you then just do ya thing, thing
Maintain who we are as the game change (real)
Everybody wanna star, it's the same game(real)
I ain't travel this far

Little Green Men

Steve Vai

Flex-Able

1984

Liw

You look - a real keen
Even though you are green
With those big large heads
Something off of the movie screen

Liw, Liw, Liw, Liw, Liw Liw,

Real Raw

Dr. Octagon

Dr. Octagonecologyst

1996

With yellow eyes  my green face  my pink and white afro 
I'm no toy kid  your style is made by Hasbro 
G'niff gnapp  you think you got that real