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yourself to
This that music to kill yourself to
If you had your way I'd be societies slave
Rip off my fuckin' clit then hold me down for your rape
where these little fuckers can't see if it's not you then it's maybe me because
I don't give a duck bitches lining up musics just a dump throw this jam
ears I hear no music
Just the pulse between these two
Two broken hearts in union
This blue collar poet and you
I have so much left to say
Tell me
right have me skipping the middle but still feeling like I'm Malcolm
X marks the spot where you take pride in division but how come
Peace and love we're
Ayo real talk, 6ix
As soon as you played me this joint I already knew
Yo this some fucking, Last Call shit
And it got me hella excited 'cause I
When your sheet music's in Morecambe
And you're in green and sunny Calderdale
Pick up your ukulele and swing your arm and maybe
They won't see you
rock you 'cause I feel for you.
Chaka Khan, won't you tell me what you want to do?
Do you feel for me the way I feel for you.
Chaka Khan, let me
you.
Chaka Khan, won't you tell me what you wanna do?
Do you feel for me the way I feel for you.
Chaka Khan, let me tell you what I wanna do.
I wanna
done
When I find that I have to run
Lyrics to music by the King of Swing, The 45 King
The words we bring I write, and sing
Cause I am Latifah, the Queen
Hit me
Pshh, right in the sternum this time, T-Baby
Shit, you already know, you already know, you already know
Damn
Shit, this that hustler music
Hit me
Pshh, right in the sternum this time, T-Baby
Shit, you already know, you already know, you already know
Damn
Shit, this that hustler music
You can find me chillin' at the festival, It's my remedy
Instrumentally, Mentally my therapy
From the moment I listen I have clarity
Let the music
loser, abuser, there's few to say
I think I'm losin' a huge fuckin' screw in my brain
Yet I have proven that you ain't gonna ruin me
With all your stupid,
The First Amendment gave us freedom of speech
So what you sayin', it didn't include me?
I like to party and have a good time
There's nothin' but pleasure
what
Come, Mr. DJ, won't you turn the music up?
It goes one by one, even two by two
Everybody on the floor, let me show you how we do
Let's go, dip it
you were wrong
Hold on, I got one more, and don't lie to me
Do you really have a Batmobile outside, my G?
Don't be so transparent, this nigga's light,
in our way tonight.
You know that you'll never be replaced.
And everyone here made the same mistakes as me.
And either way our time won't go
tool
The value of art isn't decided
By a circle jerk of uppity fools
Oh nobody listens to my music
But I don't really make music for them
I make music
shit to me
And I'm a try to ignore ya
Get disrespectful
And I'm a have to come for ya
And I won't go get your lawyers
Cause my combo quick
They
't have to worry about calories ever...
No more, "Hey, does this make me look fat?"...
There'll be one less polluting human...
You won't have to recycle...
music)
Outlawz
(Ban 2Pac, ban the Outlaw Immortalz Ban 'em)
You can't break me never made me
Busta soft ass beats this Outlaw style got a
Brother off
how many do you have released on Spotify
You said six they sound the same
Player 1 when I join the game
Just broke out my fucking cage
Won't lock me up
romance)
Heartbreak suzie don't you waste my time
(she have me in a fantasy island)
Come booty by booty by booty by booty by booty by booty by hay!
drinks have been given to me
I got some women that's livin' off me
Paid for their flights and hotels, I'm ashamed
Bet that you know them, I won't say no
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