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(Uh, who's that smoking on my indoor?)
Relax your mind tonight
Just be mine tonight
High
(Mine)

You already know, you already know
Smoking

these children
And these adults

Are actually trying to
Self-medicate
By pursuing these compounds
Things like cocaine

Lead to huge increases in dopamine

Inka Dinka Doo

Jimmy Durante

Inka Dinka Doo [MCA]

1986

And the sultan offered me his harem of five-hundred beautiful wives
But I turned him down
Because when I get up in the morning
Who wants to find a thousand

tombs
Of King Sandybutt where you
Will face your doom
Walk with caution upon the sand
Because you might get caught
By a mummified hand
Mad Monster Mansion

You gotta find a way to manage stress and manifest the best things that you ever wished
By doing it in little bits for other folks who don't expect

Ill Mind Of Hopsin 9

Hopsin

No Shame

2017

to
You'll only see me on TV or maybe YouTube
By now I know your momma is probably dating some new dude
So how you liking Earth? Are you loving your

N to the E to the R-V-E j, K
Yo

I'm ready for war
So ready or naught I'm coming
To settle the score you better get off
Because I ain't stopping till

adlibing
A Brooklyn nigga never been one
For the ass kissing so I'm learning on own
I'd rather get it by my lonely
And once I plan the plot
I'm taking

Condemnation spit
From an unblemished choir

Where are we going? I do not know
Why am I stagnant? I cannot grow
I'm just an act in a part of their show
Beat

Rough Enough

Freddie Foxxx

Roll Wit Tha Flava

1993

a superstar 
Girls know who they are
My name ain't Bobby Brown 
Girl, I'm humpin' around

So you see Freddie Foxxx, girl, you want to get laid
My name

Aye, just hit 'R', man
Hope you negus done locked up
It ain't shit that can stop us
And once we make it to the top ain't nobody can top us
Taking

've been living on my island
All the help in the world won't mean anything now 
Because we know who you are and we know what you do 
Sayin': We will cut you

Ya’ll girls still keeping tabs 

Because you starting to see the gift 

And know my future is a present 

Wait

Past girl did me wrong 

Left me my own 

I am disheartened by brothers taking advantage of sisters
I am disheartened by sky-fathers who leave faith bruised and blistered
I bother not with

the train
'Cause when it comes to grindin', I bum it out
Like fresh not his name
I used to be impressed by you lame
Now when you see the Mac shells fly

by people with money
If you ain't for the bullshit well consider yourself lucky
There's a lot of people who are enslaved...
Preprogramed to say

give up
Its enough, oh its more than enough

If you say I'm preaching to the choir then you are part of the problem
How will actions speak louder than

Monster Jam

Special Ed

Youngest in Charge

1989

less, because I don't like germs
On the mic I like to psyche by usin phrases and terms
That only I could begin to comprehend
And understand how I use

some fine wine i be on the pipeline
I'm in Santiago, this is Brooklyn Nine-Nine
You know that my rhyme's prime
When it comes to lyrics
They comparing me

And As jazzy as you think you are
My soul can't take anymore of your rhythm
Go back to the club rats who hound you
Stand in the street and pray for jays with you

They gon know my name
Yeah
Straight legends in the game
I'm taking legends in the game
Uh
They gon know my name

From Brooklyns 7a3 with Sean and Brett B

complaining at your family for making you

There's a difference between reality and the unattainable
It's a shame that men nowadays are labeled
Violent,

who you require
Fuck around with me naaier you will bleed naaier
This is not a case of x do you see major
No R&B bitches hear me Raaya
Keep quiet I make

Christmas
This is all just talk
I'm getting you a present
I got that gift on lock

But Christmas songs are bad
Like Jingle Bell Rock
Who writes these songs?