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Mr. Danny Boy

Mother Love Bone

Mother Love Bone

1992

what can i take from you
what can i take from you
whats worth a plug nickel from a silly fool
what can i take from you
why did i leave you there

I Rep That West

Ice Cube

I Am the West

2010

you a small donation
Bitch I'm a telethon west coast million
What is he dealin' an is it that shit
That niggas go silly on.
Hell no the pyroclastic flow

[Verse 1 - Lil Shade]
I was calm but my palms started to get sweaty stomach got queezy
you was at a party drinking bacardi i didnt like it but i just

Games

Lyrics By: Mr N
Song By: Mr N
Composition By: Mr N
Distribution By: Soundrop

chick,
Big behind, bad enough to skip the line
But to me she just a nine
I hop up out that double o you can call me Mr Bond
Bitch I am a monster I belong

chick,
Big behind, bad enough to skip the line
But to me she just a nine
I hop up out that double o you can call me Mr Bond
Bitch I am a monster I belong

You have one unheard message
Hey, baby it's me
I need to see you tonight
I know, you know I'm a little drunk just by the way I sound
Plus I seen

need a fan
See lil' mama choosy, I think I need to dance
So I ask what her name is, she said me
And who you going home with, she said me

Groupies are

my lil shot, cause you know when shoot baby girl I shoot lights out
And oh she baddie, you know i'm gone slide to see what the hype bout
If I ever had

Lady visitor come to see you
And if I know my celebrities
It's Mrs Tanya Turner, isn't it?
Erm?
Oh I read all the glossies, my love
Need a bit of glamour

creativity 
What happened to metaphors and meaningful rhymes?   
"Yeah I feel ya, I think I know somebody who'll impress ya though
He goes by the name of CB

I'm being gang-stalked by the CIA, they put a chip in my brain
Yeah, it's Big Lope in this motherfuckin' man LDC, shit, lil' bitch
Yeah, big L.D.,

Trae but a young nigga ball like the lakers
Real name Isaiah but I go by MightyZay
Running up racks give a fuck what you say
I'm grinding ain't been

Zee gon' get them packs in

That lil' nigga trapped in
Silly duck, I don't give a fuck
You a punk, you a chump
Once I shoot you, better run

Like you

keep the hugs and kisses
I gotta new alias I once was Mr. Smitten
Now you can call me Mr Good Riddance
Welcome to heartbreak I bought all the tickets

Fly that kite Fly that kite
With your lil brother n your mother by your side
Invited me to go to. Remember I told you
The honor would be mine, Hug

nigga he ain't hit it right
He can't fuck you like I fuck you
Put this dick up in yo' kidney type
Have you looking silly type
Really make you feel me like

behind
You slacking beehive
Yo shit is whack
It's peeling back
Receding Hair line
No, I don't be lyin'
Nah, you can't be mine
Man, you'z a silly

behind
You slacking beehive
Yo shit is whack
It's peeling back
Receding Hair line
No, I don't be lyin'
Nah, you can't be mine
Man, you'z a silly

Hymn to Him

Nat King Cole

Nat King Cole Sings My Fair Lady

1964

your silly birthday, would you fuss? 
 
Nonsense. 
 
Would you complain if I took out another fellow?
 
Never. 
 
Well, why can't a woman be like

Seen lil shawty she look heaven sent
But right by her side notha tool from the chest
Side A never trippin but I can't say I still feel the same 
Side B

I gave that lil bitch free game
I gave the lil nigga free game
This bitch, she give me that free brain
(Free brain, yeah)

I'm running this shit like

a weekend then I'm comin back
Stretch that lil bitch out turn her mrs.incredible
Ate that pussy out it tasted good that shit was edible
Made her nut a couple

to stunt - I don't need to front
There black history e'ry day - I don't need a month
The survey says - by the streets according
Kanye's just important