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thumps
I gotta make it bump
Treat parties like Kriss Kross
I gotta make 'em jump
Call quits fell back on these tracks
Rhythm my drug
Like LL in the drop I

it's more like kicking
No willy
To the skins looking right in the city
You know the M-O
I jump out the limo with the don
Because I got it going on
No

With an Eastside poet named Patti
Smith who would use it
To mix wild poetry with simple rock stuff
Like The Fugs in a way, but less rough
A postmodern

stuck
They play with the guy and get saved by the law
I told you no cape and I ain't saving no hoe
You know I'm discrete freak like an owl
Jump in and go

I been racing all my life
I got G16 by my side
G16
Yushman
Karein hum coup
Baith ke in coupe
Karein hum coup
Baith ke in coupe
Uske dost kehte sir

I'm talking bout you sir
It's gonna be the end of us won't it folks
Climate breakdown is rather tough tough tough

The arctic shelf is melting
Within

bitch 

Send my main bitch get her ass did 

Don’t mix me up with this rap shit

I’m not the one that u can cap with 



Say bitch what u tryna do 

Jump

The Hamilton Polka

Weird Al Yankovic

The Hamilton Polka

2018

in squalor
Grow up to be a hero and a scholar?
The ten-dollar Founding Father without a father
Got a lot farther by working a lot harder
By being

Reggae Bump Bump

R. Kelly

TP.3 Reloaded

2005

girls let mi see yuh jump, jump (Yep)
New York girls can shake that ass (Oh!)
St. Louis girls mi see yuh shake it fast (Come on!)
Midwest girls can shake

play games a lot
Your heart damaged from the truth
No reason to lie to me all I want is honesty
I lie cuz I love you
It just be hard to trust a lot
Got

tryin to raise my pay, like sir mix a lot ray


The 808 will do it, fine women lose it, it's like kit of tools, the way it loosen up the screws
afro

cyy 

Superior on the mix 

Nelly pon this one yeah!

Jorshie on the beat

I've got a lot on my mind 
Can't get you off my mind 
My feelings

what we twist up
Don't ever get that mixed up (Mix!)
Say goodbye to my niggas and that's why we at church
And it hurts (and it hurts)
But it could be

Tolerated by some like some monster 
But they all come back for advice like a doctor 
So here’s a story yeah it goes something like this 
Now that things are

Dig-Dig-Dig for Your Dinner

Gene Kelly

'S Wonderful

1996

And if you want to owe for groceries,
You're gonna get an awful lot of "No sir-ee's."
You've gotta dig, dig, dig, dig for a dollar,
'Taint as simple

Yes Sir, I Will

Crass

Christ the Bootleg

1999

you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.


*
Words sometimes

Cellphone jump like Nexus, gotta hunnit mentions
Check who you addressing, dropping Robitussin
She tryna use my Netflix
Too much people watching
Who

he be offing shit
My daddy said, "gangstas move in silence"
Ion talk a lot
My favorite room is the kitchen
Nigga, I'm Sir Mix A Lot
The Wraith truck

the lot, life lessons off the locks
Real religion respawned with an orphan ox
Y'all reckless, then throw Hail Marys like it's 4th and blocks

We invest in

get it, I'ma champ
I gotta give thanks, ooh
I'm in my bag, clean mix
Stretch out the pack, clean, mix
Stretch out the rocks, clean kicks
Fresh out

days
You gotta wear a vest
1-2-5 in the summer's like the Wild West
Something jump off a nigga cap, everybody cap
Worst about it is every
Fuckin' body's

for finals report sir
More or less a Forest forager
With Coors in his court
Lo Cunto De Li Cunti
In its native tongue of course
More a reader than

to these bitches
I'm unbothered by yall 
Look how my Jello booty Switches
And you sir
You look like the ghetto movie Bitches
I'm defending my friends
Cuz I

bang
Do it on my ones or do it with gang
Jump out cars or jump out vans
They run when they hear that the ting goes bang
(Ay, Rzon, what we sayin',