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particular,
Don't need to be catered, not by anyone
Right from the start, I tell you where I'm from,
Nothing at all can touch the Cali sun
Still, I wish to sail

Who Got Some Gangsta Shit?

Snoop Dogg

Murder Was the Case [Clean]

1994

only G

(Snoop)

It's Snoop, homies from the motherfuckin get-go
Devoted and quotin, back in '84
I was thirteen, G was a year older
But I still wadn't

it’s a one eight seven
By a three-fifty seven
While Jesus telling me beware of the leavened
I’m spilt in the middle like malcolm
I’m drowning
It’s only

trying to make shit work
Tic-Tac-Toe in a session, second day
Still it 'boutta be the same until the fourth week
I'ma try to make it last long, all about

the zones
But going east to west, I find the best parts of me
Are still unknown

I'm learning second by second 
(There's more to me than seventeen square

seas of the internet
Pirate flag flying in the sky like it's limitless
We're coming for your files and your details
Driven by the data put the wind up

as I almost fail to notice that my phone ringing
I didn't know the number still answered the call by choice
Quickly remembered once I heard that voice

for the sting, I'm trying to feel the burn
Show me what it mean, tell me how it absurd, I'm still chasing this dream
But never stuck to my word, I'm

Niggas Bleed

The Notorious B.I.G.

Life After Death

1997

by the staircase, perfect place
When they evacuate, they meet they fate
Ron pass the gasoline
The nigga pass me kerosene
Fuck it, it's flammable
My

before she came but
Never out five seconds late evil like the number six but
Lucky like seven it will take eight of you motherfuckers
To touch my heaven

before she came but
Never out five seconds late evil like the number six but
Lucky like seven it will take eight of you motherfuckers
To touch my heaven

lesson
Start investing
Ain't no question it's a blessing

I was dead broke stressing out
What the fuck was I stressing bout
Had the work still in a drought

got to give it to you
Though times have changed we'll still go back to mine Berlin 75
Royal consumerism, times fly by - those 14 years we try
Berlin '75

the midst of depression
But it's ok, because you're here
We met on second and second
And I have a confession:
I still love you
With all good intentions

Lost in Space

Kool Keith

Black Elvis/Lost in Space

1999

to aggravation 
I got my ears closed, back to bookin' my own shoes 

Level seven eight nine - second dimension

run this track 
I'm running to class 
7 Minutes I'm late 
I was a second late before you closed the door 
Now I'm stuck outside for a second more 
Hey

stay up high key
Jump on the game and I tick nikey
Do this rap thing cause I think this game needs me
An second just done suit me

Still this is warm up

head
Is that a sign because outside it's raining
I can only listen to certain phrases
When I'm left with only Seven Seconds
Wishing I could pick up

it so complicated
But why I only take shots that I know will miss
I gave you one two three four five six seven eight 
Too many chances
I thought you

Trapped in the Drive-Thru

Weird Al Yankovic

Straight Outta Lynwood

2006

it

Then she said "how about now?"
I said yeah, almost
There's still a little bit there
But don't worry, it's probably just a piece of toast"

Now

gon' say shit (What!?)
Nah, fuck that, he got caught with a tranny
(Take it easy on that nigga, Murda, he still family)
(Alright, alright, alright)

The second time I was the age of seven 
Loren's eleven, in hindsight we learned a lesson 
We ain't trippin’
Telling each other is was long gone 
And its ironic

Hook

1. You can try to hide it, it still shows
2. Sit back wonder where did the time go
3. But I know...But I know...that imma make it there
4. If I

a kiss
Thirteen more rushed my door that's my word
I'm pushed on the floor by the second and the third
While number one still got me in the liplock
Number