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You're Gonna Get Yours

Public Enemy

Yo! Bum Rush the Show

1987

All left back trailin' my behind
I go faster cops try to shoot me
They'll get theirs when they try to get me
I'll let it go, my turbo
Run 'em in

Like you beggin' for a gooey blessing
Them walls keepin' me posted on the point you at
Now we can both relax
Tenderness still on the menu and in the edit

with the wind blowin' in our faces
We kept on rollin' and pretty soon
The radio was cookin' out a haggard tune
And we were pullin' into Houston
Checkin'

When I dress it's never nothin' less than Guess
So I walk with a bop and my hat turned back
Love commitin' sins and my friends sell crack
I got it

When I dress it's never nothin' less than Guess
So I walk with a bop and my hat turned back
Love commitin' sins and my friends sell crack
I got it

cinco. Unos dos and trios them fingers my lingo. Aye. My recipe is unorthodox. Pay me for game I got more in stock. I forgot all my edits for radio I’m in

Buck

Kay wanted me to be one of the
Buck because I been a buck
Back when a pack of Newports was a buck
I was a young buck on the corner of Monarch
Kids

Uh oh
Looks like we got another one of them sad ass love songs again
Alex Asar

This here's for the radio edit
Aye Aye Aye Aye 

I Love Ya baby
You

to shine on my time, forget it
Hear me on radio, live vocally do edits
E-swift scratchin and threading, with supreme unleaded
Only the best out the likwit

what I mean
An ANTI NIGGA machine
I ain't got no radio edits!
Baby we don't come clean
Yet I
Stay on my JERU
A dirty rotten scoundrel
On the Southside
In

lettuce go
Incredible YO!
This is what I mean
An ANTI NIGGA machine
I ain't got no radio edits!
Baby we don't come clean
Yet I
Stay on my JERU
A dirty

a badman roll
Now tell me where the Hennessy at
Her friends at the back
Gemi, Tshego and Cass got a radio smash
(You make it do what it do baby)
Fucking up

m'arrivent plus à la taille depuis que jpasse à la radio
Ta bitch jl'ai taille, elle me dit qu'elle a pas les mots
Tout pour la maille, c'est pour ça je me

Performed by minneapolis
Composed by sonny t.
M p l(l) s
I used 2 play the gig at archie's bunker
Then I up and joined the jeffersons
I was in a band

far?
The prodigal or prophetic?
I know perfection couldn't get it but my trauma has me feeling like I have to edit
Cutting corners like I'm tracing

Likwit Connection

Defari

ADA Sampler February '99

1999

You hear me rhyme and try to shine on my time  forget it 
Hear me on radio  live vocally do edits 
E Swift scratchin and threading  with supreme

we stuck
And we got no food, what the RADIO EDIT
Starvin'
Goin' crazy
MC Cribaldo lookin' tasty
And I got a knife...

Uh oh shouldn't mess with me
I'm

Settle the Score

Lone Catalysts

Hip Hop

2000

a sit-down
Forget the studio and the mixdown
It's time to set it, you talkin loud without the credit
You clean like a radio edit
You couldn't tell that

Fee fi foe fum (radio edit) by: Mr. Sho'Nuff

Fee fi foe fum
Atlanta is the city A U G is where I'm from
Fee fi foe fum
I don't want no problems, but

of detentional
Gavel man sentence fall
So we all get what we need
On sustenance we all feed
Liquid , pill, powder, plant
Radios edit out that
Due to bunk

NYC Where I'm From

Eminem

Bulletproof Radio

2007

(Can't forget, Roger) how real is this?
How real is this?
G-unit radio (yeah)

America, welcome to the land of the brave (brave)
America,

start to become a blur 
When we become mature
Obstacles overcame 
Pain we both endured
Words we wanna slur or omit like radio edits
Want that same love

Ain't nothin' new, I'ma do what I do

Yo
Pullin' up in somethin' that you haven't seen
Clean and accompanied by one of the baddest queens
Peel

at me
I got these corny wanna be diss song kings on the radio
Talkin' bout how they gon' spray and take me away
But I'm the true living, legend I'm not