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No, no, no, no
No, no, no, no

Street life, to the suite life
Spotlight, got em playing dirty games
Just to get fly, niggas mayday
Shits sad, find

of party land

Mayday
Can I phone a friend?
Lady overboard
I’m in the deep end
Oh boy
Now I’m down on one knee look at me
We’ve just met
But I know by

then you know it was a suicide
Homicide, he died generically in a drive by
Swift running, I'm blicking inside my black shoes
Move cunning, you never will

No Competition

Eric B. & Rakim

Follow the Leader

1988

dictionary's necessary to use 

Big words do nothing but confuse and lose 

From the first step, a concept was kept 

To the end of the rhyme, it get more

I'm not fine
Servant or a slave understand there's a thin line
They been tryna rain on my parade but I'm outside

Where I do I begin
Everyday I battle

Pacific Standard Time

No Use for a Name

The Feel Good Record of the Year

always a beginning on your end

Somebody get me off this lonely sad parade
The differences a hundred miles but a couple months away
I'm saying hello just

The world's war 1884
History

History is written by the winners, true
Sometimes though heroes are of another hue
Another religion, another point

But that's the repercussion like when
Your cousin is cussing a
Blood and your by yourself
At the Compton parade
Good kid, mad city, life or death
Is you

I Get So Excited

Ian Hunter

The Ballad of I.H. & Mott the Hoople

1979

I hear a thousand drums a million miles away
I feel the Wembley rock I get a buzz off a big parade
I get the music
Everywhere
Get off

Is it the end for America
I wish I could say I’m proud of this country  but in light of all the corruption that occurred in the previous

Where'd Cory go and where is my band? 
I miss my life up on the bandstand
Used to sing songs from a motorcade 
As we rolled into the rose parade

(Do

to empty the nines out
D batteries for the radio to blasties
Hit's by the oldies, eating macaroni
Ladies playing cards, yo the fellas play dice
Horse whip

at best
My art imitates crime
Paid for by
The allies
So invest

Now I'm finding truth is a ruin
Nauseous end that nobody is pursuing
Staring into glassy

Street Soldier

Paris

Street Fighter

1994

they ass to the sky, gettin' stuck by 
The devil in drag, let's see who play the fag 
Will you wannabe G's please have a seat 
Here we go again, nigga

As time leaves a trail of broken hearts
You should know before you start
That your heart is on the line in the end
If you believe in love, my friend
Better

Ya
We at the end of this shit
Finally at the end of this shit
My nigga Paul Law on vocals
Midwest side
Bout to drop a couple light weight verses

into the deep end
By unpopular demand
But what I been through’s what I wrote through
I cuss, fuss, but courteous as fuck when I approach you
This album's

gotta bounty 
Missin all the clouds tell a bitch just try me 

Watch me while you stand by idly 
I could do this shit so blindly 
Rollie always on keep me

To that Anchor song by Mayday Never knowing that what we created was not
Going to last forever
But a spring break tattoo lasts forever
You said, “it would

give a fuck what they say
Shit goin' down, call it mayday
Send that shit flyin' straight down the freeway
Make the world end, bitch, call it doomsday

crying like mayday
Take no shit Ima dub you get my cake right
You gon' get a slice if you ride in the day light
Homie bout to shine cuz he's by me the same

the air
A finger triggered by a sense of apprehension
Your case you fit the description now you a victim
It seems senseless but it's always been their

By the end of my payday

40 hours a week every week and my check is still weak 

But ain't no use in bickering 

As I'm planning to get rich I set back

rap, is that ok?
They got me in a plane yelling mayday
But I still ain't hit the ground now I'm running late
You don't see it but I'm the one they all