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Like a sick note, but it don't get bigger
I'm the realest, I'm a killer with the lyrics
Just look back at SBTV, and you'll see
Takin' the scene

coated

Looking so clean girl I want you

VIP suite with a bomb view

Rolling up sticky I call it glue

I'm up in the air like I'm Tom Cruise   

FIRST

Mars
When words are weaved, pictures are painted
Like Navajo Rugs or woven blankets
As I bob and weave between stars
Learn and dream between Mars

the sky for a drib
These mandem don't care where you live
Tom Tom's got man calm in the bit's
That guy there was far from a Sith
We can all tell you

like trying (I, yeah)
But all my real niggas round me keep tellin' me (tellin')
"Kells, fuck that you gotta keep climbin'" (climbin')
I admit it, I

me my brother don’t you dwell.  Just tell them bastards they can go to hell.

Tom soon heard the rumors as everybody did.  A bank was robbed in Uma by

Of fashion and flair
Have Bob and Danny Zarem (22) fly down
The older set'll need a pet
So who do you get well Danny has a granny
(23) who's the talk

Boing, Boing

RZA

The World According to RZA

2003

the party Boing, bza Boing, Boing



[RZA]

With your high pitched face like eye liner

If the black gat bust you get struck by the side winder

You can't

Kinda Girls We Like

New Edition

New Edition

1984

the end
We're about to blast off 
So hold on real tight.
While Michael tells you 
The kinda girl he likes.

Hey, I like a girl who likes to tease

The Old Orange Flute

Tommy Makem

Songbag

1990

In the county Tyrone, in the town of Dungannon
Where many a ruckus meself had a hand in
Bob Williamson lived there, a weaver by trade
And all

There was a suicide in Prescott today
Bob kissed his wife and went on his way
To breakfast with friends like he always did
They ate and chatted

Lucifer

Jay-Z

The Black Album [Acappella]

2003

"Brown Sugar" by D'Angelo
In Los Angele's, like an Evangelist
I can introduce you to your maker
Bring you closer to nature
Ashes after they cremate you

somiso
Nitori ewo ni moshe gban
Baby jeka gbagbe nkan tan sor
Cause you're fresh in my mouth like Tom Tom
The love weh you give me girl na overdose
Ina me

women
Wrap me
Black lace
In case
Cause you'll forget the sensor
Flicker me seems the maverick
I be knighted

I'm sitting slither like
I'm sitting slither

I'LL ScIL 'EM UP cND DOWN,
I'LL ScIL 'EM UP TO BOB CcY, cND CIRCLE BcCK cROUND,

CHORUS:

VERSE#3:
FUGITIVE, GOLDEN GIRL, I BLOWIN' DEM OUT,
BULL REG cND

nigga blind?
This nigga fatter than me and my girl combined 
Lookin' like a dumbass on a diss track 
Tryna flex shit 
Of course you think my chick is fat

Girl I know you one of the few who
Bob and weave she been tried and true too
Bitches be lessons and you a blessing
And I heard that ya stressing so

ghosting
Pick you up at 7 or at 8 no dulling
Know you like fast cars hop into my foreign
Know it's you I want all these other girls boring

Cruising
Let's go

wasn't built like that
You ever find me in the den you know
I'll be right back
All I can do is
Try again, try again, try again
Try again girl
Tiring,

cars
Trying to stop the kid but they can't Sideshow Bob
Prettiest bitch you ever seen, light skin with everything
Ass catch yo eye like a female

Shady

Bobby Digital

Digital Bullet

2001

the round like a crook, crook
Trying to look inside my phone book, book

'Bout to loose it all, girl, you shook, shook
It ain't my fault that your love got

Woke up on Monday to the news that Peaches was dead
Like most everyone, I thought about Bob and how he'd lose his head
You wonder how many times

niggas never lackin' so you know I can't lose
My niggas bout that action, damn I feel like Tom Cruise

Shawty do my dance, so a nigga make moves
I know

boss like me
You can't do it like me and Pete
Your girl ain't throwing it bad for you
Like the way she do it for me
She said, can't nobody hit a disco