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It's a sin to tell a lie until we trick out the truth
That depends on what you do and don't believe
What you have hidden up your sleeve

Younger

girl down
Put it all in her throat
LOU get nasty
Raps and smokes
Still with the point game Steve Nash folks
Do the dash in the fast lane
Pass to my bro
I

a blunt
Then leave you In the mud

Coming out the Lou
On a plane to deygo
This bitch is in a trance
She do what I say so
I be with the shits
And yo bitch is

All my niggas members
Of the gun club think its a game
Till you shot by 1 blood
Have my aura niggas find you
What up dub Ill have my niggas
Get ya

All black everything
Looking so gothic
Like Batman
When he rolling thru Gotham
Y'all a bunch of actors
Fucking Lou Gossett
Stick to the facts
And I

God on my side, on him i'm leaning
Going bout my day strategic

Just wanna rock, Lil Uzi
Searching for clues, like Scooby
I don't do this usually
"Will

lazy
Vibrations slowing down, got me going kinda crazy
Maybe it's because I'm still in the Lou
But can I blame a city cuz my physical is blue?
Then they

sambou yaya lé

Ladies in the house say eeeh, sellers in the hear you shout
who knows what the folks about, if you’re ready I’m gonna turn it out

Afrhipop

and serenity
You know
It's what we do to find our Mental Clarity right now
Sweet Lou Dilly D Dalay and me
Just kicking back fishing waiting patiently
For

’m the doctor for you
Got potions, got elixirs
Oh, just a drop’ll do the job
By the time I’m done telling what I’m selling
You’ll be buying all the selling I

on a loose sleeve
Profusely, the youth need
To follow where the truth leads
I’ve walked the wild side with Lou Reed
With demons pitchin' pills for dirt cheap

Lord I want to say thank you
For this day
Thank you for this opportunity
Please forgive me for what I'm about to do to this beat
Now that I said

The Nicest Kids in Town

Jennifer Gambatese

Hairspray (Original Broadway Cast Recording)

2002

a verb from a noun
They're the nicest kids in town

Roll Call!

I'm Amber!
Brad!
Tammy!
Fender!
Brenda!
Sketch!
Shelley!
I.Q.!
Lou Ann!

been off the stoop
Since Uncle Lou was cutting up
Hanging out on the roof
Like Pad See in Noodles
Or robbing, I'm stealing food
Aladdin and looting
Once

is a grrah-grrah? Bitch, we
Aimin' for mattas, walk ups
We don't do drive-bys
These lil' niggas, they know what we do
If we spot him, we clearing

was on
Huh
Them young boys that'll do you harm
And they get fly catch a body they Lou Vuitton's
Turn the volume up when the truth is on
I'll beat

Why is this world so fucked up, uh
All of my anger is cutthroat, uh
(x3)

Why do I feel like a puppet?
Why is my life in a state of redundant?
So

you wanted
Mrs. Sunday

If you see me taking it easy
Well I learned it from you
Your more than an in between day
More then a song by Lou

And it ain't

Fathers, 2004

Sho Baraka

The Narrative

2016

imperfections I'm a love you till the day that I'm gone
How do you spell dad?
It goes L-O-V-E
How do you spell dad?
It goes L-O-V-E

Son in the land

your niggas tell you do better
When it’s tough bet u dippin' quicker blue cheddar
I been efficient wit this chicken like Lou-retta
Design one if a nigga

that lemonade
We got eat tomorrow today and yesterday
When Lou died we taught ourself how be self made
If you don’t know me I’m the nigga that do what I

Nigga used to the catch the bus
Hoppin' on that muthafuckin' King Lou
Nigga in fuckin' hoopties
Fuckin' fog everywhere, ya heard me?
Nigga ain't

store!

Hey brother bill!
Throw me a thrill
I'm chasing buffalo and my eyes are sinking low

Hey Peggy Lou
What do ya wanna do?
Have ya been around town?

The Actual

All City

Metropolis Gold

1998

skillt me, your glares don't tilt me
My pops def' built me to the point
I'm not moved by no thing
Man or material, crime without the serial
Never been