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I believe in music, sex and rock-n-roll At this very moment I’m losing my control The girls are pretty in Moscow-city The same on truth in Saint-Petersburg
run convention These boys be like I don't be listening, girls with gucci braids and extensions I like the yellows I go tell her, nigga I got uh mo' food
Wakin devil heads with my poor style rappin Time is a quarter shorter that in order be sorta tap in my line and just Knowledge me [Zev Love X] Eats the baby food
Storee say Put your hands together Come on, come on I wanna hear Bur, bur, bur Take it, take it party night and a DJ Women in a dinner, My Food drink and DJ
[{DJ Whoo Kid}:] {Haha! } [scratches] [Intro:] [2 sniffles] Hey, you want this shit? Stat quit talk... {NONE STOP! } Cali blow! [Chorus:] I don't
m an OG, you're fuckin with a GI Joe Bia Bia, mia meo a vida loco I'm a psycho, Mariah aint got shit on me when I retire I'll be spittin baby food on
spoons [x4] [Aesop Rock & Rob Sonic] Three legged dogs that chewin' the wrong food Riff raff fallon? Land sharks throw the date money money booze Dark heart news... HAAA! *DJ
go the length You can search latitude and longitude and never find a stronger dude My attitudes define emcees to prey on for food My minds like hannibal
Sono Cyberklown tipo x3 Logos. Dj Starlovsky I?m a videoclone Accessi consentiti official clone use your user name: I?m the one Je suis Mohammed Kammellini
(feat. DJ Clue & Prodigy) [Clue] DJ Clue.. Desert Storm.. Angie Martinez.. Prodigy.. Live from New York nigga.. [Angie] Uhh.. uhh.. yo-yo, uhh,
war with gods so from the heavens came triggered bullets to dodge Struggle to survive It's never ending My eyes locked on the bonus plan Though adversity keeps it pending Food
Ghost Sosa and Large Pro Why you think I got on my cargos To put mad stacks in it I burn your house with the plaques in it And then I'm spraying the mac in it Your dj
If I don't get a normal job, I'll throw my life away She says I should go to school to get my B.A. But me, I want to be a DJ My friends say it isn't normal
addicted Well dis ya DJ brain nuh infected A pure music di DJ inflicted Lock mi up charge me now mi convicted If u a tell me di music restricted politician haffi sell food
-to the Talk on my cellular telly got a belly like Buddah I ain't Barry Gordy's son but I Rock(s)well When I eat Jamaican food I get the ox tail Get in
Tony Rebel's vestibules at African street festivals My incredible women is, plentiful Over the years I met a few, none of them compare to you Preparin you to make food
is the green and gold yeah the 50s and 100s. Its like were modern day rap slaves on a crap wage but in the 6 pack with 10 cats backstage sleeping on floors, fast food
