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to stay hot
I'm one of the hottest because I flame drop
Drop fire, and not because I'm name droppin'
Hall of Fame droppin'
And I ain't takin' shit from

groupies 
They try step behind me but slip on thin ice and I hit the goosies 
And crack cube black Jew 
Looking for a blue vibe tip of the flame 
You outer

Yeah some candlelight raps for your ass you know 
I'm rocking the vans carheart 
Y'all fake copping like Paul Blart
We know you shop at Walmart

written on the subway walls
And tenement halls
And whisper'd in the sounds of silence
Songwriter: Paul Simon
Songtext von The Sound of Silence © Universal

written on the subway walls
And tenement halls
And whisper'd in the sounds of silence
Songwriter: Paul Simon
Songtext von The Sound of Silence © Universal

parent's house upstate
Upstate

Woke from the dream and I was old
Staring at the asscrack of dawn
Walked these streets up and down
Looking for Paul Simon

Lennon and Avishai Cohen
Paul Simon and Garfunkel

Singing and flipping over pages of old love songs
We've been singing and slipping over love
Oh we've

I Hear Music

Biz Markie

The Biz Never Sleeps

1989

Bridge
We won awards and served them by the millions
The more more years go by, the more we be killin' 'em
They said it's just a fad, it will never last

by
You're closer with each clear night sky
Oh Baby, do you feel the thrill as well?

I'll see the curtains drawn
With the firelight showing

Simon Desue
Und er fragt mich: „Spielst du mit im Video, was denkst du?“
Erster eigener Channel auf YouTube, ich war brand new
Aus Babsi wurde Shirin

Preach the Gospel if they bless or they curse
By the power vested in me, I will preach
In this hour there's a desperate need
By the power vested in me

ex man is not the same 
Her ex man can’t hold a flame 
Life was different, in the rain 

It’s okay I made it out 
I got money, I got clout 
Always

burn, while Henry's here to collect
FDNY volunteers, have appeared without gear
The feelings surreal and the flames are severe

Anger, panic, and fear,

He's in a class by himself
A league of His own
He'll give life to the dead
He'll breathe on your bones
He's more than a homeboy
He's king on a thrown

Fed Up

Bounty Killer

My Xperience

1996

everyday the ghetto youths dead up

[Verse 1]
Mi ask the leader
Him a di arranger
Fi mek poor people surround by danger
Fly an the roach an giant

Guacho

Peyote Asesino

Terraja

1998

tengo una bala why puede ser para vos
i keep the pace in the maze
just in case who's in first base
i got myself fifty ways
like no motherfuckin paul

Close to a decade of my life would fly by
School friends and I, we remain distant
They remained pissed off and twisted
Think they mad at me 'cause

appealing
They make your mind drift, far past the ceiling
In another galaxy surrounded by the Martians
Fuck around and get dangled like Brad Marchand
Kick it

should never be a question
Who I do this shit for
I can't leave right now my sons need me like I'm Chris Paul
Do what I gotta do to see the click ball

Hey Flame
What's up with it homie
A wise man once told me uh huh
That you're only as strong as your team
Man

Oh my Lord that's my dawg
Over there

and four chords repeated
Completed by a relatable lyrical concept about an ex or something
This isn't for the masses
It's for the
musically analytical
So

cast off
Good vibes
Team up strategize
My minds eye
Told me my future was close by
That's why, I can't stop workin up all night
It's the Guy the stays,

I was raised

I don't know him
Where do you come from
She looks sweet
What is your name
House or estates still flames
Where I come from
Back in

see the change all on me 
Holy Ghost when they approach I got that flame all on me yea yea 

Surrounded by enemies 
God at the centerpiece 
Ain't no way