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No Love From Oakland

Too Short

Shorty the Pimp

1992

Ain't no love in Oakland, bitch
Niggas always talkin bout 'I love you'
But ain't no love, bitch

Now it's a shame, I can't be saved by John

you planned it
And I been lookin' for the low-key way to hurt a shawty, low-key (uh)
Bitches be outta pocket
Pretending to apologize
They always be

Love Over and Over Again

Switch

The Best of Switch

1991

of the evidence
It's over, she's gone for good
Why should I lie, singin' a killer's lullaby
Identified by the dying ring of her goodbye
The last thing you hear

I like the shit better then
Shit I could spit better, about to kick that sick shit again
Look, the game just ain't the same, it changin
Shit Dre's

Killing my old self so the new me can breathe freely (freely)
It seems easy 'til you're hindered by your sheep thinking (ayy)
For three evenings, I've been

you're wishing that you had this, oh
Played yourself again, that's tragic
Gave you my heart, baby boy, you should've kept it
Wishing that you had this

Gotta stay on fifty
Cause these niggas moving iffy
Look what we have again
It's a hating ass friend
They high-key don't like me
Cause I be on timing

I'll say again that I'm confused in this motherfucker
He left me all by myself
If he come back, then I'll be cute with the motherfucker
But i'ma put him

AND CARLY WALKS
INTO SAME HALL AND ROLLS HER EYES.
SAM: AND WHAT AM I AGAIN?
KID: PRETTY AND SWEET.
SAM: THANK YOU.  NOW THE NEXT TIME…
CARLY INTERUPTS BY

Gone With the Wind

Spice 1

Immortalized

1999

Damn!
Standing here brings back a gang of memories, man
Sitting on this old block
All the violence and drugs you know
But I lived through it
Get

Once again, a time appeared.
Of science in change,  a new century.
Two men out, they saw it clear.
A story worth, worth to hear.

Fighting for

Double shot combo I'll be at the bar
Made my shot Rondo born to be a star
Need my money pronto and the keys to my car
At the top call me Pablo known by

again
You say that I'm your son

Back and forth are my thoughts as I try to balance this panel
I try to find the keys so it play out like a piano
It's

patience is the key
They clearly
Got my lock all wrong
But how am I
Supposed to get it right
When nothing I can do will suffice
But how am I
Supposed to get

Riding by my lonely
One deep and you know I got it on me
Getting money and I’m low key
Im a young nigga I’m on that same thang
Riding by my lonely

Beepers

Sir Mix-A-Lot

Bust a Rap

1990

(Welcome to Sky Pager)

Beepers 
Beepers 
Beepers 
Beepers
(Welcome to Sky Pager)
Beepers
(Press the pound key after each entry)

I'm

white T
Fabo off the beans you can do it like me
The Glock A Town stomp on the beat
I A Town stomp on a key

Real magician turn one to a three
If you ever

always
Ima get my grind on
till I'm never broke again

Verse 1-
Let 'em have it
I go beast
Grind heavy and low key
If I don't F with you
I don't F with u

me is alright
That Condom gimmick is fittin' for your type
Judgin' by what your past
Battle rapport like
You've been playin' it safe your whole life

were a couple

I wish that our last night 
Would never end
I’d be your best friend 
Your boo and your man 

And I’ll prove it again 
And all over again

again
All through the years my mic has been my best friend
I know some brothers wonder, can Phifer really kick it?
Some even wanna diss me, but why

Up To Me

Bob Dylan

Blood on the Tapes

1997

to ever be governed by enforced insanity
Someone had to reach for the risin' star
I guess it was up to me

Oh, the union central is pullin' out

On so much shit I might pass out again
Wake up and hit it again
I always lose something I should invest in a car with a button
All Red interior fell like

she left his ass on ring
So he called some friends from the pen
Sent some goons to spin
Price tag on head he want her dead before it noon again
Dearly