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cake, Grinding for this cake yeah
We do this every day day day day
Nah it never switches what the hell is a vacation huh
We do this every day day day day,

views do you choose and who's lyin'?
Who stands behind hidin' in the dark?
Who is strikin' the spark, trying to shine some light to warm a cold heart?
It

Family Tree

TV on the Radio

Dear Science [Bonus Tracks]

2008

the shadow of your family tree
Your haunted heart and me
Brought down by an old idea whose time has come
And in the shadow of the gallows of your family

Rapper's Delight [Long Version]

The Sugarhill Gang

Maximum Rap 12": The Original Maxi Single Collection

1997

rock
Well, so far you've heard my voice but I brought two friends along
And the next on the mic is my man Hank
C'mon, Hank, sing that song

Check it

carried by six

Had to get it on my own

The Hussle of Nip

Never forget

Where you at

cnd where you came from

The hoes love me

Got them laughing like

and bones
Let it verborate, loud as KRS when he flows
Let the verb rebate, moving while the pavement grows
Surrounded by caveman flows while the legends lay

weary patient pleasures
There’s no telling if we’ll be together
From my bones to heart my mind is settled
Stuck here feeling like its now or never
We’ve

I'm a College boy, but maybe I should hit the streets and sell a pie

Yeah I can't lie I think about it, but the block is hot...... 

I guess this

And I got it by myself
I'm showing my ass today 
So I don't need no belt (woo x3)
This hoe all in my face
She say I make her melt
Just playing the game my

This song was alleged to be
On "Melvin Flynt" but is
Not on the final release version
Possibly from a bootleg

Yo all y'all bitches can pay
For your

another hoe, that bitch humbled me
Bitch looking like Melvin Gordon, she fumbled me
Grabbed a bitch by the hair, told her suck my D
Baddest man up

2016 born, ain't built for shit
Makin me sick
Time fly by, who want it with him
Riley, hit the bottle and dip
Comfort from my most southern regrets

Ties to Virginia like Teddy Riley, since rap I been treadin' lighty (uh-huh)
They mad I'm back rappin' 'bout dope again, never mind me (fuck it

At by Jaleel Jackson
Naw, naw Ricky Mel where your ass was at,  
You tried to use material but it was attention that I lacked,
Plus you're too

bumping like it ain't nothing in my neighborhood

Picture me hanging paintings on wall with perfect framing 
Life without presentation is aimless as arrow

Shoyoass

The Coup

Pick a Bigger Weapon

2006

Fahrenheit
Act a fool, showyoass
Let's make it alright

The black is heated, baby, yeah
A hundred Fahrenheit
Act a fool, showyoass
Let's make it alright

It's

Yea
Loneliness is a hell of a drug
By nature
Humans are social creatures
We're only supposed to be isolated
From each for short periods of time

You in Your sufferings
Until You raise the dead to live

Looking for a city that is not yet found
Whose founder and maker is our God
Looking for a city

Here Come the Lords

Lords of the Underground

Here Come the Lords

1993

make it funky
Stop being stingy knocka, pass that Brass Monkey
I step, off a stage, everyone knows, who I am
Grab the mic like Teddy Riley and I _Jam_

my sell
Tryna do this shit by myself
No cash app no cash app just hit me on my zelle
Just hit me on my cell
Hit me when you need my help
Cuz when they

Running across stages is a drug
It's like a blunt, we crumple the raw papers
Call it the Lord's name cause we taking it in our veins
Like the feeding us

a fade away
Life falls in line when I call the play
Pat Riley
My soul shine it's Showtime like Magic
That slow grind I stay on mine ain't no stopping this

whose point of view is it from
I don't know, it's just
What are you trying to get at
Quit playing dumb
Like you're beating around the bush
Whose point

photos of myself, I don’t know him! (I don’t know him!)
Make money not love ***** I’m celibate
Tryna' give me ***** Uh Uh ***** we sellin' it (Uh Uh *****