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wicked
Man get smoked like green no spinach
It's like this MC want me to spin him
Need a W for the whole team
Gotta get that by any means
Spray one bar

There's a man who's putting poison in my food
So cool and in control
He's telling me that it's doing me good

No sweat, in our sun tan lotion
No fear

of scrimmage 
Even if my name was Emmitt
Even if my QB Big Ben, tossing pigskin, raping women 
I'm just kidding, got acquitted 
But we all know Donald did it

promise I can foot the bill
Look into her eyes I think I love her
But if that was true why the fuck would I ever dub her
Old friends see the man in

A Child Is Born

Brand Nubian

Soul in the Hole

1997

an instant, the fourth of seven children 
The oldest male on the block was half and half 
Brown, stones to neck bones, crack joints to tones 
Where young

Big kid, big city, don’t feel the same
When I look around, I don’t know the name
Of the sweet, little lady in the checkout lane
It’s so strange to me

say you is
Little man, this chain will make you big
It'll change your life for better or worse
Make something of you 'fore you get in the hearse
But

Inn (OT)
Well, nah, if the gyal that I'm with's got ID
I'm more time sendin' her in (woosh)
Blue plastic bag full of munchies
Couple brown Rizzlas,

Kushy put his foot on the
Brakes, bro backed it
Tryna splatter mans brain
I'm going insane, I'm running from plain
So don't get blammed on the main

If

don't sign it
You must take me for a fool
Like Cherry I'm cool plus
They like the way I move
Get out the way get out the way
Big money coming it's taking

brother and it's just us
But okie dokie (Dokie)
Big stepper
Big room (Big room)
It's kinda smoky (Smoky)
I'm thinking bout dropping soon (Dropping soon)

the sun
Either you a sinner or a citizen
Niggas ain't runnin', they gettin' guns 
Or a chopper that's little as Big Sean
He on the block with that Barry

(Intro)
Man? You not my man you lied you said you were a banker!
No bank robber, see sometimes I stutter but
But I'm getting that whole speech

Sehfuu 
Its all good sehfuu 
Wazzup man 
Yo 

Ain't no brakes on my ride 
Foot on the gas 
On my way down nine five 
Set it off 
With a little jack

Everything That Glitters (Ain't Always Gold)

DJ Jazzy Jeff & the Fresh Prince

And in This Corner...

1989

your purse?";
His breath was stinkin with filthy brown teeth
And two big crusty ashy hairy feet
The worst thing, he had no toenail on his toes

Pourin' the Syrup

Kevin Gates

Luca Brasi, Vol. 2: Gangsta Grillz

2014

Dope Boy, Lil E, Big Mook
Me and Foots in my truck with the burners out
When you was on 3rd St., and ain't wanna squeeze
Pillow talking with your

The One That Got Away

P!nk

I'm Not Dead

2006

But you keep drawing me in with those big, brown, lying eyes

You'll always be mine
In the back of my mind
Oh, we had a night
Just a little while

Conchobar and his people
A brown bull - a symbol of power and wealth
War begins and they meet to fight man on man
Cú Chulainn chosen as conchobar's champion

Jailbirds in the Bighouse

John Gorka

Land of the Bottom Line

1990

The other counts till the end

[Chorus]
Jailbirds in the big house
Jailbirds in the sky
Singing of their innocence
They'll sing by and by

Jailbirds

BIG BAG

HOOK 
Big bag getta, big big bag getta
I don’t want my heart broke by no bitch ass nigga
If he act too friendly I need a stiff ass nigga

and he ain't big and stong
That guy's got a nose that's four foot long
I'm tellin' you women, this ain't no jive
If you get too close, this man will drive

So can I live?

Was this part of the plan? 
Am I putting my foot down 
Or tap dancing for the man 
All the scars on my heart earned me fifty grand

is a honkytonk man

I could tell by the green shirt and big white beard that he was tellin' the truth
He flew south to get away from those elvish

Talking big shit over this mic man
Fuck this mic
Fuck this pop filter
Fuck this XLR cable man
Fuck this Volt
Fuck this Mac
Fuck this fucking studio