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the thunderdome

To be all alone when the worst is done
Middle of the street at the crack of dawn
And all of the blood's washed off by the sun
Look back one more

Poison

Kool G Rap & DJ Polo

Marley Marl's House of Hits

1995

your pocket 
Rhymes blast off like rockets 
Rhymes will be replaced and beats erased 
In case a rapper tries to trace hardcore bass 
Made in a minute

money but
You stuck on these fake bitches
I stay blunted and never frontеd and
I doubt if I do cause if I did then I'd get
Bеat up by fucking crew
A real

money but
You stuck on these fake bitches
I stay blunted and never frontеd and
I doubt if I do cause if I did then I'd get
Bеat up by fucking crew
A real

actual collection, 
I've got records that were never meant to be, 
records lent to me by men from other dimensions, 
records with breaks so funky you'd

your location, we'll pull up right where you at
Slide by and snatch off his Gucci, go buy that fool a new hat
I'm like Biggie in Coogi, my girl so pretty

I've got a real ambition for the task
Been assigned by Jesus Christ to carry out Redeemer's plans
Stepped up in the game and brought the Spirit with

ain’t
Lips sealed, don’t blink, quick peel, don’t blink
Out on the road live by the code


Okay see I’m Russell and we playing with the rockets

by the honey
Real step, I'm not no march band
We'll fuck around and have it lick like London
Could let bitches off a party van

I might fuck around

at the top
(Top) , party at my spot (Spot)
Rottweilers out
(Ah) , gotta secure the lot (Lot)
Fake niggas out
(Bah) , bring the burners out (Bah)
And it's word

disappeared. 
Found our seats and sat between 
The dilettantes and profiteers. 

When we landed were greeted by the salesmen
In the market where you exit from

mothafucka'?
They let another crack in, yeah!

They should've never ever let you out
Cold animal with the mouth from the South
Watch you gonna say, what you

Wherever You Are

9th Wonder

The Final Adventure

home and copped me a laptop
From this basehead right outside of the crack spot
Plugged in the modem, got a Hotmail account
Time to see what the world

Wanna Be Like Him

N.O.R.E.

God's Favorite

2002

a dress tray

[Chorus]

I'm from Q.U. double E.N.S
The first nigga selling crack with a black g.s
I like the lex, nigga so I copped the shit
And now

The MC

KRS-One

I Got Next

1997

Who am I? the mc
Showin my authority, superiority
An artistic minority, now you startin me
'cause party philosophy can only be carried out by
Who am

at the Holiday Inn - Oh No
And it's beginning to snow

VENDOR #2

How about a fur -
In perfect shape
Owned by an MBA from uptown
I got a tweed
Broken in by

Slippin'

Kid 'N Play

Face the Nation

1991

on by another kid named Jay
Jay was poppin' junk to Gene at a party
Sent him home in a body bag
Word to mother, that kid Jay was in pain
And Gene got

the knees
Had my heart locked down
But I wanna give ya the keys
So you can drive me crazy
Everyday of the week
You’re An African Queen
An angel sent from

I hit from the back grabbing her waist (smash)
Shaking that cake run to that cake
Like I'm in a race I'm a get to the cake
It's not my b-day but I get

that just stand by itself
But like I said
I'm sorry I'm mixed

Rise up from dust to dust
God looked down and said that's enough
He snatched King right

Home reading a script, lighting up from a good line
Not no cocaine, this that crack though
She asked for my passcode
She got what she asked for

I

reindeer driven sleigh

She gets her rides in the fancy cars
She makes her moves at the cocktail bars
She gets her treats from the Snowman's crack
if Santa

Got another task for you son
Call your sister up make sure your granny don't come
Now that we done done the mission
We got another party from the 011

Cocaine parties in LA, I'm juggin' at some
Threw my set up at some
More gang parties in LA

Hey killa you forgot your soda dawg
My mama kitchen