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The Buzz Kill

Sage Francis

A Healthy Distrust

2005

concepts, new tools, new weapons
By analyzing the past, Sage can project into the future

I used to think that rappers had it figured out
Brass Monkey,

and lions
A brass band and more
With his forty fakirs, his cooks, his bakers
His birds that warble on key
Make way for prince Ali!

bitches!
Bank rolls out take the rubber bands off
And let the girls have fun
Keep the champagne popping!
Hey, hey! It's a celebration bitches!
Hey! It's

snatched
We on the way, RBG gang, you know we all wit it
We tote them things, we tote them k’s, and you know I'll take a sentence
Late nights posted by

Wow. [Remix]

Tyga

Wow.

winnin')
See the igloo in my mouth when I be grinnin' (I be grinnin'), yeah

Hunnid bands in my pocket, it's on me
Hunnid deep when I roll like the army

What ho sed de ting!

I'm back, nyaaah! You thought you got away with it, didn't you? But you didn't. No, not on your fourth little
box set of Run

And with it's dying breaths, I'ma have a gas
Oh, life is so much fun
When you're moshing with your friends
Nothing new in Rock n' Roll
Everything has been

Of that brass monkey on some drunkie shit

You, R&B fake rappers suck a monkey dick

I'm from back in the days with the Christmas

For haze on my back,

Fam (Members Only)

GZA

Legend of the Liquid Sword [Clean]

2002

brass monkey on some drunkie shit
You, R&B fake rappers suck a monkey dick

I'm from back in the days with the Christmas
For haze on my back, stripped out

as once promised

Doped out, the tracks got tracks
Look how the Gods control the rack
The Band come with a drum, rock and roll rap
Watch a soldier Work
This

spit it, you love it
I just left from Newark
Got bands in my luggage
Play with you rappers, my nigga
This black mack take out my dick
Take a piss

Tempest

Bob Dylan

Tempest

2012

and painted
The scenery in his mind

Cupid struck his bosom
And broke it with a snap
The closest woman to him
He fell into her lap

He heard a loud

Boy I'm styled by corruption
The money, hoe loving
It's all got me bunking
Folks say I'm nothing
I rep for the nothing
Hand signs on news
That boy

the bands (Woah)

I just blew Iraq on a new chain (Heh)
Diamonds hanging by the neck like Hussein (Uh)
Always with the W, homie what it do?
Trappin’ out

Rock 'N' Roll Tonight

Cheap Trick

Busted

1990

around with the big red light
Well it was all right
We gotta rock and roll tonight
And Bun E's on the ground
Goin' round and round
'Cause his baby's got

I don’t milly rock
I don’t dance with them bands
I just diddy bop
Hunnit grams ona scale
That’s a dilly pop
Cirocs in my chain
So I diddy bop
Foot

And a nigga aint got no ID
Cant put in, cant smoke with me
Broke nigga cant roll with me
I rather roll by myself
I rather smoke by myself
Why would I put my

them African grooves, yeah, stomp ya feet on the floor.

I'm so New Orleans, we celebrate life, out here in these streets.
Do whatcha wanna, roll with it

Every single we drop
It gon pop it gon blow
On the road to riches
Shit I'm honored
To be honor roll
In this hip hop rap
Make it rhetorical
This all

Word Is Bond

Brand Nubian

Everything Is Everything

1994

of a band 
We always work with a plan 

Word is bond, we got it goin on 
C'mon throw ya hands in the air 
Brand Nubian'll rock to the break of dawn 
In

Rolls? I've got Guiseppi
Wash it down with a Pepsi
Come and Test these
Gucci Fendi Loui Prada True Religion if you're hefty
Big Bootys eat for free
China

Ayo, bitches popping pussy like its nothing
Popping rubber bands left and right by the dozen huh
(Mouth to mouth with they tongue tongue)
I bust my

blunt that I roll gotta match it with two
God of the 716 with the views
45 on my hip and 23 on my shoes
Geedy the wheeties and RIP Cetty Bu
I ain't never

to share a sworn secret was a solemn duty
I had brass knuckles and a bolo knife
Over near the bandstand with John Finn's wife
She got perfumed breasts