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Respiration

Common

Black Star

1998

by a lesser baby mother but fuck it
We played against each other like puppets, swearin' you got pull
When the only pull you got is the wool over your

the money and leave all in a min'

My cousins by blood and my friends are like fam'
My uncle named Russ and he's like Peter Pan
Don't forget 'bout Peter,

handed pourin' it, all my cups be over spilled
I done popped me a Akorn pint, this shit so red like roadkill

That lil' hunnid thou', I made that shit

the song that I'm confounded by

Why am I shakin'?
Why am I shakin'?

I wanna be your poetry
I'm sick and tired of bluffin'
You said when you get over

all the time 
The relationship is over 
Shakin' up and down 
You like a roller coaster 
And she got the yummy 
Busca el money a toda ahh...

De cero

face it that's growth, pay attention take notes
You over forty and movin' work better be by the boat
Better be by the dock, better not be by your home

And before you can count from one to ten
Do it all over again but this time behind your back
My friend
The ones that wheel and deal and whirl and twirl

is marble
Parked it right on 125 by the Apollo
Smokin' EastCo, Heatrow way we landed
The whole flight I played Janet (whole flight)
Pleasure

rulin' over shit, not a thing
If I will, then it's spill
You a pawn in my game
Watch 'em kill, do a drill
While this prawn on my plate
All this hurt

Y'all My Nugz

Twista

Southwest Riders

1997

nugz
we with each other till the day we die
rather shakin up work handing out tips ain't no lie
be quick to get the nigga trying to take all of our

Episodes

Lootpack

Soundpieces: Da Antidote!

1999

at sea 
Ya lost to the way I come across at all costs, I must get mine 
Suck up all the sun rays and then outshine 
Till I blind all eye sights all over

again
I drove around town, I'm burning gas
Got my 4 by 4, and a twelve pack
I still don't know, what she's all about
But we got plans, well let's head

potato hop the toad
Grey the skies that bode
Oh so well, for adventure is owed
Life's a debt
We repay by living
Givin' thanks for thanks giving
Fillin'

(Things even angels)
Things even angels long to look into
This love God rains down over you

Oh say can you see by the early light of dawn
What it means

Nail in the Coffin

Eminem

Street Wars, Vol. 5

2008

you'd finally get your wish
'Cause you'll be all over the street like 50 Cent
You fuckin' punk pussy, fuck you, chump
Give me a one-on-one, see if I

She gone pop lock and drop it
Baby I love it so please don't stop it
Ridin the dick like it's a Ferrari
Baby I just wanna see how you pop it
Shakin

All the girls from the front to the back
Bend over girl, throw that back
That ass, don't know how to act
That ass, don't know how to act
Throw it

come and put it all around of the corner and bringin' 'em dead
Smokin' it by the chick and I'm shakin' 'em
Makin' the hemp at the front and I'm seekin'

falls, over the streets
It's gettin' dark, Bill calls, he's been beat
Round up the posse, y'all, and bring the heat
And when it's over, all I want is

These niggas ain’t real
Step to the Bottom watch caps get peeled
Fuck what you done back in ’86
Now I’m shakin’ all the fake niggas
Snitches and tricks
My

over me
And no, this ain't the clean version
And what you gonna do with all that meat?
Cookin' up a mean servin'
No question, I want it
Fire up,

over me
And no, this ain't the clean version
And what you gonna do with all that meat?
Cookin' up a mean servin'
No question, I want it
Fire up,

Shakin' in the Alley

Mac Mall

Immaculate

filled to capacity
With all souls possessed by my flow and its speed
On this radio station over thousands of watts
And the rollers can't stop my knot
Media

Sweet Fever

Don Williams

You're My Best Friend

1975

lights up my night
And I light up when your name comes up I feel all funny inside
I got a sweet fever comin' all over me I got a sweet fever I wonder