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Everybody getting high this my type of-

Everybody getting high this my type of party
Smoke so much exotic I be getting higher
Than Bob Marley

Rumble In The Jungle

Fugees

Hip Hop, Vol. 2: The Collection

2004

me
To show the Free Bob right
The righteous Asiatic thinker
While Satan rob light
Civilised like the Molly
Burgundy, wildy rocking
Seen the fifth

like the stooges, or goddamn musketeers
So come on Hopper Bob, it’s time for another round
We’ve got some hell to raise, and good times to go down
I know

The minute I wake up I gotta get high
The homies we found us a way to get by
Let's call us some bitches and have a good time
A lot of bottles

an imbecile
Point blank, period, just like a menstrual 
All my n****s in the back, like a limo
Lil baby by my side, like a hip bone
Turn my L's into M's, yeah i

for
Shattered by the impact of falling garage doors 
Jump the boards like parkour, what's the raw score?
I don't know I paused the game to rock

That's All I Have

Lil Wayne

No Ceilings

2010

the weed, T, ya heard me? Yeah
Uhh, now let me start by sayin' I don't like this beat
But I weather the storm, I'm a lightnin' streak
Uhh, Weezy F. Baby, I

like im boxed and let my clip load
Closed my eyes like Lenox verses Clitchko and let that shit go
that's that fire nigga in my eyes from them bars

see 'em getting weaker

Walnuts, shake your boobs to the beat
Walnuts, set fire to your seat
Walnuts, make you bob and weave
The second that it's

Purple Kisses

The-Dream

Love/Hate [Circuit City Exclusive]

2007

So, which one of these do you like
This lip petal by Bobbi Brown and
Hold on
This is Veneer by M-A-C
Which one do you like best?

You know, you

Can I Walk By

Monica

Dirty Dancing: Havana Nights [Original Motion Picture Soundtrack]

2004

like your own babies.
I tried the bob and weave, she caught me by the sleeve.
And told the pap a few things that you would not believe.

She want

I'm captured like Bob Ross (He's my brother)
Yeah
I feel I capture like Bob Ross (He's my brother) 
Yeah
Drew a scenery with tall towers, caps on fire

good for you like a vegatable
Shows by the several
Schedule full of festivals
And if I ever do time
Than you know it's federal
Uh, incredible, yeah

by sayin'
I don't like this beat
But I weather the storm, I'ma lightening streak
Uh, Weezy F. Baby, I do it big, weigh me
Them crazy freaky bitches

flowing, I feel like it's not fair
Are you really spitting fire or just blowing hot air
If you're not being positive
I do not care
Taking off like a plane

on fire... holy smokes
Players don't move like this no more
Players don't move like this no more
Alkaline water when I spit this flow
Ears frostbit

Air fresheners
Green and purple
Smoke plumes and desperate
Confusion
Spread like gas-soaked brush fires
Quell those that fell
And kill distributors

What Kind of Power We Got?

Public Enemy

Muse Sick-N-Hour Mess Age

1994

you livin'
It ain't got to be like that
By doing the givin'
It was your own choice
Scratched up your Rolls Royce
Every dumb friend you had
Was

Bob signed a nigga and then he changed my life 
Now I’m cookin like chefs at night 
Got that fucking fye on site 
Facts 

(Chorus)
Don’t touch that

bitch
I like how her tradition be
Buildin' her up when she come over
Hit it from the back 
Lemme break it down
Still i be buildin her up cause she
She bob

All Fired Up

Petra

Rock Block

1995

before I know
Time to be rekindled by the everlasting Source
The all Consuming Fire, illuminating Force
Like a blacksmith bellows aim
He fans the embers

start a fucking fire
Emotions they controlling me
I'm spinning like a tire
Said that you would slide for me
But you is not a rider
Said that you would

Talking on the telephone like Yak Yak Yak
Must be the pheromones, get back back back
Talking on the telephone like Yak Yak Yak
Leave me the hell

Bob and weave the pressure
I can't even stand
Who's left in the ring with the upper hand?
Shadowbox your demons
But you pull your punch
Better give up