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that, pass the motherfuckin' blunt)
I know you Latin shit, burn the fuck out (I hate when motherfuckers do that shit)

Y'all know there's a lot of MC's

while also
Reaching for the kind of mass
Pop-cultural relevance that he, Nicki
And Atlantic Records all believe him
To be capable of judging by

a measure
I'm talking every endeavor
This type a chic is quite clever
When she putting
All that shit together
Can't trust that zone
Cause her poppa was

talking every endeavor
This type a chic is quite clever
When she putting
All that together
Can't trust that zone
Cause her poppa was a rolling stone
Leave

whispers “tis the fairy
the Lady of Shalott.”

There she weaves by night and day
A magic web with colours gay.
She has heard a whisper say,
A curse is on her

i wrote this for my dream girl, sent from heaven she's an angel
she's a diamond in the rough and a diva when its tough
she knows what she wants

she had been
Led straight into the DeKalb dressing room
Named for the street that bisects
A couple of local neighborhoods now
Populated by yuppies but

drinked, I smoked, we talked
I admit that I told it all (our phone, we talked, it off)
From my good points to my faults (faults)
She said "What about

Murder murder all she wrote wrote
I'll never let her go go
Sangez coming with the flow flow
Drop that ass to the floor floor
Murder coming yeah you know

Stan

Dido

The Marshall Mathers LP

2000

it'd all be grey
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad
It's not so bad

My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I
Got out

it'd all be grey
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad
It's not so bad

My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I
Got out

Passin' Me By

The Pharcyde

Phat Rap Flava '95

1995

yesterday but still I had to let her pass

She keeps on passing me by
She keeps on passing me by
(Nevertheless, I'll say it again)
She keeps on passing

Passin' Me By

The Pharcyde

West Coast Collection, Vol. 1

1997

yesterday but still I had to let her pass

She keeps on passing me by
She keeps on passing me by
(Nevertheless, I'll say it again)
She keeps on passing

letter for you
Wrote this letter for you
Too much pain in a conversation to speak to my dad
Know it’s some things that I should leave in the past but they

Rap Song

Wyclef Jean

Bridging the Gap

2000

Wyclef on guitar
With the Black Eyed Peas
They wrote a rap song, they wanna sing it to y'all

She like a rap song (she like a rap song)
She like

the gutter we started with zero (zero)
They all was writing me off, but that's just what she wrote (she wrote)
Makin' my shots in this game, I feel like D Rose

Dear Michael

Michael Jackson

Anthology

1986

of 
Meeting the picture
That you send along
Signed with all your love 

(Michael, Michael, I wrote ya) 
(She wrote) 
I'm gonna write you back (won't you

What's a woman to do
But feel pain and think
She wrote, she read
She drew, she bled
It was all she could see
He arrived dark-early
From business, he

never miss man
Poetry all for you, won't burn that shit
I wrote so much gold ok hah
Shout out to you for making me write all this motherfucking gold ok

Stan [Live At 43rd Grammy Awards]

Elton John

Curtain Call: The Hits

2005

And even if I could it will all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad
Not so bad

Dear Slim, you still ain't called

that I'm about to be signed by one of the biggest pop producers at that time, my mother is sitting next to me and she couldn't be less impressed. She's

Blows you a kiss
Exits stage left
That's all she wrote
That's all she wrote
That's all she wrote
That's all she wrote
That's all she wrote
That's all she

wrote
You laugh and you cry
You live and you die
That's all she wrote

I'm just livin' my life
I'm just livin' my life (woo)
I'm just livin' my

ya
To find out how hard I gotta work ya
Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup
Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup

Boys, boys, all type