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What's the 411? [Remix]

Grand Puba

What's the 411? Remix

1992

across the nation
Funk Nation that is
That supported the album
My man Busta Rhymes
My man Grand Puba, check it
Ugh, yeah, Hit Dre in the house
My man

Intro

LL Cool J

Mr. Smith

1995

baby
Check this shit out right here, uh

E Pluribus Unum is the album I'ma drop
It'll make you bitch niggas as hard as rocks
Giving head

One, Two, Three, Four, Five
Six, Seven, Eight, Nine, ten
Are you ready!
Další rok další album sick byl
Jsem a dál budu sick
Uplynulej rok byl sick

the principle's extract it
Essentially it's hash
Two ways to start
And by the end of it, it's wax
But either dry and cure it
Or with resin, it's a task
Within 30

know, running in the Slick Rick
Bro, getting hit up by Big Daddy Kane. What the fuck, bro
Sorry I put it out like that, but it's facts, you know what I'm

night we performed Badlands
In it's entirety i'm gonna tell you what
There's not a single radio hit
On that album and they
Still sang every fucking word

Bombs Over Bahgdad

Unlinked Artist

A Tribute to Outkast: The Lounge Below

2004

tellin' us it ain't gon' rain
So now we sittin' in a drop-top, soakin wet
In a silk suit, tryin' not to sweat
Hits somersaults without the net
But

across the nation
Funk Nation that is
That supported the album
My man Busta Rhymes
My man Grand Puba, check it
Ugh, yeah, Hit Dre in the house
My man

feeling so sore
Henny cure pain so my cup I pour
Damn I can’t believe that you went & switched on me
Late nights coolin' by my lonely
Smile in my face but

First things first
Ok
Yeah yeah
Everywhere that I go another alias
To the core Carolinian
Flows in all areas activity
Activated by me in every city

spots that you can't go (can't go)

Opps can't relate though
Ever mix Wok with the karo (karo)
Ever cure boof with the mangoes (mangoes)
Had a bitch hit

away, cause my mind too sick
I trip, and my anxiety hit
Too good at saying bye and I don't like it
What's the cure to this condition, lonely disposition

The memories hit you with a blur
Will you feel unsure
Will you miss what we were
Your decision was premature
Now you think of what could've been
But you see my

an answer to the curse, I found the cure
This cold world of greed needs conviction music
Hip hop has hardened our hearts when we listen to it
Poisioned by

a dive
She's drinkin' that champagne, I'm gettin' sky high 
On this surefire cure from Lynchburg, Tennessee 
She ain't coming back so bartender hit me

on a thousand
No shit you can borrow
I been the man since a git
No snatch
Yo bitch she a thot
She get hit from the back

Thirty go by a new bitch gone twerk

Cutting you off if you drama
Ordering jars by the boxes
Need ‘em to cure all our profits
Shopping at stretch look like Boba Fett
Still walk your bitch out

hard live by that motto
All them haters they follow

Hit that bitch once I got options
Why you talking
Gawking
Got this album dropping
While he flopping

or drugs
Last night on 33rd st.
I saw a kid get hit by a bus
But this drawn out torture over which part of you lives
is very hard to take
To cure you they

They
'boutta hit this muhfuckin' album
(Oh oh-Oh, yeah yeah yeah yeah, whoa)
Yeah-Yeah-Yeah-Yeah

I done seen a lot of things, yeah yeah
Nowadays, sit

be somebody rich
Look
But for now this what you get
Nigga been chased a hit
Maybe a number one album
But we gotta wait for the outcome
But I'm only

sees it
It's therapy season!
You want album 3? Then give me a reason!

Why should I bother stressin' again?
Why should I wake up depression again?
Won't

a list of maybe 400 people. I called. I texted. I emailed them one by one, and I explained to them, Hi, how are you? I know we haven't talked in a while,

confused
The last album raised the bar, but this gon' tear off the roof
Read all about it, get your fix in, I'm independent
Ain't got a deal, but I can tell