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Can't Get Enough

Mirahj

Behind Closed Doors

2002

tune mora jigar

Stand by here we go again 
Just you let me wait let me know again 
Ain't nobody special girl I'm jus a friend 
I bet you can't

can do it with the lights off
However you like your vibe
However you like your vibe
You know I'll ride by your side
Cos na only you quench my fire
Yeah

American Living

Northstar

Pollyanna [Bonus Disc]

2004

hair down
She's nothing more than a movie
That never panned out

Hey Mr. destiny, 
You forgot about me,
You forgot to leave a number
You forgot

Flappin'

Originoo Gunn Clappaz

Da Storm

1996

to get out of my face with all that yappin'
I told you aboout that flappin', about shit that can happen
I'm askin' you to gwan head with the Boot
The y'all

Punk Rock Ambulance [Bonus Track]

G.B.H.

Punk Rock Ambulance

2001

York City, where the stewarts can kiss my ass,
And now were off to, mainward to south
And now were soon to become, and let the four drive

Punk Rock

what you rationally can
Or slap Grandma in the chin if she asks who is this man
It's the reaper, Laden Jim, Mr. Grey do what I say

Ride to this, get

Isso okay
S to the K
Runtinz on the beat
Mr Skales on a mission
Them dey see on television

One ade ade ade de de
Two ade ade ade de de
Three ade ade

CHORUS
Commacausee blinded by the show lights Paparazzi they know I'm a gold mine
EveryBody know me where I go why You suicidal, hanging wit the low

Do I sleep l-E-G, stay awake

Up all night no sleep

My life a game of Pitfall
Swinging over alligators
No lie, a game of Pitfall
Swing over

Now and Then

Homemade

As We Fall

1997

Poor Billy received his new on a Sunday
Woken by his mother and she had just this to say 
My son please return to me safe and ok you only turned
18

see I'm down with it
My Mrs come visit
Your blemishes everything I vibe with it
I need it
I'd never hit it and quit it
Wanna be by your side for life

catalog up. Knock em off one by one then I add it all up. Raise the temp make the lens fog up, Lace the track like Timbs, say it back like hymns. She threw

and loaded
Woke up in the morning
Both my barrels smoking

Buck shot salt rock
I'm climbing up a ladder
Window sills and doctor bills
And she keeps getting

The Stranger

Royal Crown Revue

Walk on Fire

1999

and the deal is through
The stranger made a buyer of me and you

She smoked the filters, and he smoked 'em straight
On gin and jazz they agreed
A pack

sancho claim
i got my southside blood runnin through my veins
i'm from the califa thugs and the low-pro gang
now tell me mothafuckas if you think you can

fact you're kinda like young Janet 'fore she had the plastic
Surgery, never occurred to me, I could fall in love so quickly
I'm fallin' like so deeply,

I'm old

There's Max and there's Maude
In the house by the station
Call them my best friends
He drinks like a horse
She don't appreciate it
All

said it was the best
I don't think Mr. West would know how dumb you are, do you prefer a beat switch?
You're a dumb bitch rapping about throwing bodies

a rich nigga 
House in the dominions call it elegant chillin
The Mrs in the kitchen and she not water wippin
I made it out the jungle so I look down on it