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want it
Take it
Aye aye aye fool
Why you running?
From the nothing in ya heart it always catch up
Go and buy some marijuana, I forgot my fucking

about now
You're about to be possessed 
By the sounds of emcee Rob Base and DJ E-Z Rock
Hit it

It takes two to make a thing go right
It takes two

Take a whole brick (yeah), throw it in that mix (yeah)
Put my sauce on it, turn two of them to six (yeah)
Stalkin'-ass bitch that I only hit twice

a gold flask
When you see me
Know better not to ask
Gotta stable
All fat ass
At the table
Don't take off my mask
Grenades in the back pack
Fuck a hall pass

Breaking off a piece of me, yeah
Then I send it off to Ben and Reed, yeah
Mix it down and make it clean, yeah
Pussy rappers they can take a seat

Noorotic

Redman

Dare Iz a Darkside

1994

y'all what the weather's like 'cause my radio's fucked up 
And if we should experience any type of motor difficulty 
Don't panic take one more hit off

on my dick ain't nobody tell me ill make it
Love is rare
Never seen it but a lot of people fake it
Got a bottle of this red shit we mix it and then we

these bitches want that bag
What you looking at me for I got put this in my stash

I don't spend it on her
Nigga get my commas by self
I don't need no

I like to trap, trap, trap, trap, I like to trap,
I got that gun in my lap, keep this shit spinning Farris wheel, fair
Too much money take a trip

When I start getting pussy every day of my life
It really didn't matter what the bitch look like
I remember one night, after the Sugar Ray fight

Setbacks and distractions I seen 'em by the dozens
Stay focused make connections bro and get your money
Blew some bags in my past I was just a young'n
Now

chirping Live 
Said early in the morning, take a long breath satisfied 
Just thankful me & my fam woke up coulda went to sleep & died 
You got it twisted I

(I go, I go)
I go by names, so bold from the start
(Legendary)
I do not follow the herd
I would say no to the Ark
(No sir)
It's a lot, being in touch

I got a lot of fame sup-ah
Prince couldn't get me change my name, papa
Kunta Kinte, enslave a game, no sir
Picture black sayin, "Oh yessuh massa"

Unify

Slick Rick

Soundtrack to the Streets

1998

same thang  game came when I left em 
I do it by my lonely now I'm the Big Homie 

But I'm his Royal Slickness  ghetto weakness  come Rick is

I want to
Trust me you should do the same too
Am out here flexing like a boss
And I swear you can't take that boss off my name
I got OG blood yaani

the world
When I call your phone why you don't answer
Don't really like your father but still call him by sir
This girl is poison she'll snake you like

blood on the money, we savagin'
You can tell by the driver we havin' it, yeah
We took it easy, so don't press your luck
When I feel like squeezin', my

(and stop worrying, dear)
By now! Now, now (more hot pies!)

Will you wait there cooly (you'll come back when it comes)
'Cause my customers truly are

in a mix hodge podge
Of a little Eminem a lot of Aesop Rock
A lot of rock climbing trying to stay on top
Of the rubble chug bubbles keep the crayons

own man nah I don't need a teacher
Got a lot of flavors but I swear it gets sweeter
Got a lot layers peel back like chiquita
I still mix a little bit

don’t talk a lot
No we don’t talk a lot
So what the fuck you talkin’ bout
You see the come up but you don’t pay attention to my steps
Chasing checks by

Just, just let me touch 'em man!

Now what If I spent
My whole take home percent on getting bent
And now I can't afford my rent
Do I grab a crowbar

want me to hang, I might not be motivated
But if you offer sweet tea to me I'm easily persuaded
My homie said a lot of people mix them up together
He