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Drum Machine

Too Much Joy

Besides

1991

drum machine
I want a drum machine, drum machine, drum machine

There's a band in the studio right next to us
We wish that they'd get hit by a bus

Drum Machine

Too Much Joy

Green Eggs and Crack [Bonus Tracks]

they'd go home on a bus
And take their drum machine, drum machine, drum machine
They have a drum machine, a drum machine, drum machine

I am Mr. Eddie's

your number
When you making numbers
I swear there is no love in the streets
Mmmm
Black Eddie Murphy I flip like a teddy
My life like a movie like Tom

thick n thin I am in like Regenerate
Send me and I will go hard, delegate
Climbing higher I'ma go up, elevate
Head and not the tail that I emulate

And it'll be a long time, before
You ever see me again, me again

They want me, hold my head in shame
So I hold 'em on, holding hands in vain
Covers

Good Thing We're Rappin'

Digital Underground

Sons of the P

1991

flipped it
Hit a lick, paid cash, said nothin', pimp shit
All of this was around spring eighty one
I was in the life and had a good three year run

Anyway,

You can't short me out my money, I want all of that
Post up in them trenches where them killers and them robbers at
When I press that button, ain't

Girls, Girls

Jay-Z

Bravo Black Hits, Vol. 7

2002

mileage from my stewardess chick
She look right in that tight blue dress, she's thick
She gives me extra pillows and seat back love
So I had to introduce

always up
They run their mouth
Like the river in Mississippi
Am a fisher man
I ma fish in that damn river

Dem tripping
Dem tripping
They say I gat no flow

there every step that I take
Let's keep our eyes on the father above
I need you, you need me, we need love

Side by side by side by side
Walking together

Yeah, back for the first time
Hello to the world I'm that guy
Going by the name Eddie May, all I
Ever did was get a chick to seperate thighs
Selling

ice skates I see the fake in they face
And I'm never stunting with the cake and that'll get you baked 350° flexing like Eddie
If it get swifty where's

Cold, Dark, and Empty

Vinnie Paz

God of the Serengeti

2012

of the Serengeti
Crazy Eddie machetes, I keep 'em in a Chevy
My metal heavy, G-O-D of the Serengeti

Just a young boy doing broke man shit
Running through

they love me now pockets full of blue faces
In a coupe that’s caramel brown look like a sugar baby spaceship
Million Dollar Johnny I got sauce like

all that we be chasing 

Money on my mind cause that's all that I be chasing 
Just left from H-Town getting Wockhardt by the cases 
I bet they love me

Freestyle Joint

Luke

In the Nude

1993

alone you might want to gimme some 
Then here I go creepin' in your window
Bend that ass over and I'ma fuck you like a dirty hoe 
You know I'm pimpin'

frequency 
I am connected

I love you
Take a deep breath 
I am totally a-lined with my purpose
Relax
Surrender
All my needs are met
Things are aligning in

Hey
Super Saiyan E, yeah, hey yeah
Aye who on my phone right now
Aye
To whom it may concern
This shit make me feel like I'm in high school nigga

Took it n the mall need it close even when I shop
Its TAB dat boy cold as a popsicle
Its chess not checkers so I move like Bobby fisher
Came up no father

A lil' henney
We gon Always Love Big Poppa
I keeps it proper
With twelve in the clip
I need a Ryde or Die Bitch
For Bitches From Eastwick
So
If you Bout

drifting
High!
You know I'm (Drifting, drifting)
I said I'm (Drifting, drifting)
I am

I'm drifting in mind (Drifting, drifting)
Drifting, is my mind?

niggas controlled by the system (haha)

I'm from a place where my wings gon' fly
I got the bags, which one you wanna buy? (Buy)
I put 'em in yo' tongue

forgets that I'm
Young someone my age
I just should not be wasting my
Time here replacing his mom"

Brenda and Eddie had started already by the
Time I

the bottom
I am that nigga that spit it like jigga
Still pull triggers
22 on me
This aint Wiggins
Yo ass end up missin
Found by a fisher yea
Lefty like fisher