Chris Brown - Another You

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Chris Brown Another You Lyrics

Your a breath of fresh air
I need you, without you I cant live
You're in control of my heart (thats the way you show it)
Gotta be a insider job
Youre a diamond, shawty perfect
But youre body still sparkle
I'm on a knee, holding your left hand
I know where that missing diamond should

Goo Oh ohwoah (3)
Is there a magical garden where more of you
Grow Oh ohwoah oh oh (3)
I didnt think so
Feel like i just won the lotto
I found a 1 in a million you (oh)
God made you from the Earth and he broke the mold .
There will never be another you (ooh)
Never be another you (woahh)
Never be another you
[ from: http://www.hiphoplyrics.info/2011/05/chris-brown-another-you.html ]
Now I can spend my whole life
Searching for something thats better than my dear
But thats a waist of my time (cause whats better than perfect love?)
Nothing, that what my point is.
You can stand in front of the mirror
And there wouldn't be a reflection (noo)
Cause theres only one you
And thats why I never let you go
(go ohwoah)

Is there a magical garden where more of you
Grow Oh ohwoah oh oh (3)
I didnt think so (Noo)
Felt like I just won the lotto
I found a 1 ina million you (oh)
God made you from the Earth and he broke the mold .
There will never be another you (ooh)
Never be another you (woahh)
Never be another you

Ima fine believer
(I) Never say never
But I can say Ill never find another you
They can say what ever
And it dont even matter
Cause I know our love is true (x2)

Felt like I just won the lotto
I found a 1 ina million you (oh)
God made you from the Earth and he broke the mold .
There will never be another you( ooh)
Never be another you (woahh)
Never be another you
(woah woah oh x5)
There will never be another you..

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T. Mills - Keep Calling

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T. Mills - Keep Calling Lyrics

(phone dialing)

hello, hello
i don’t know what coulda started this
i know your telephone prolly needs to charge and shit
but uh, i really like to speak now, why you got me trippin
it’s already been a week now, your call

i’m not usually the one to call
i, got a question miss know it all
why, do you think i ever even gave a fuck
i’ll give you space because you need it
and i know i fucked up done

but you can’t look back it will never be the same
it aint hard to tell that, that i’m, i’m sorry girl
can’t look back cause everything change it aint hard to tell that
that i’m, i’m sorry girl (sorry girl)

i’ll keep calling, i’ll keep calling you, youou, youou
and i wont stop unless you tell me to, to, to, to

i should be allowed to just call you
bring you back home but i know it will fall through
who knew, nah, i aint even gonna think that
cause you kept my song that you still have as your ring back
damn near cry when you gave that ring back
still got love though great cause i need that
heres what i will say if i heard my cell rang
kiss me through the phone cause i know that your lonely
if only

but you can’t look back it will never be the same
it aint hard to tell that, that i’m, i’m sorry girl
can’t look back cause everything change it aint hard to tell that
that i’m, i’m sorry girl (sorry girl)

i’ll keep calling, i’ll keep calling you, (i will) youou, youou
and i wont stop unless you tell me to, (i wont) to, (i wont) to, (i wont) to

i’ll keep calling, i’ll keep calling you, (?) youou, youou
and i wont stop unless you tell me to, (maybe we an talk till the morning if you don’t hang up) to, to, to
[ from: http://www.hiphoplyrics.info/2011/05/t-mills-keep-calling.html ]
(phone rings)

i’ll keep calling, i’ll keep calling you, youou, youou ( voicemail )
and i wont stop unless you tell me to, to, to, to

at the tone please record your message, beeep

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Lil Wayne Drop The World Lyrics

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Drop The World Lyrics by Lil Wayne

I got ice in my veins, blood in my eyes
Hate in my heart, love in my mind
I seen nights full of pain, days of the same
You keep the sunshine, save me the rain

And I search but never find, hurt but never cry
I work and forever try but I'm cursed, so never mind
And it's worse but better times seem further and beyond
The top gets higher the more that I climb

The spot gets smaller, and I get bigger
Tryna get into where I fit in, no room for a nigga
But soon for a nigga it be on, motherfucker
'Cause all this bullshit just make me strong, motherfucker

So I pick the world up
And I'ma drop it on your fuckin' head
Yeah, bitch, I'ma pick the world up
And I'ma drop it on your fuckin' head

Yeah, and I could die now, rebirth, motherfucker
Hop up in my spaceship and leave Earth, motherfucker
I'm gone, motherfucker, I'm gone
found on http://www.hiphoplyrics.info/lil-wayne/drop-the-world-lyrics.html
I know what they don't wanna tell you
Just hope you're heaven-sent and you're hell-proof
I, I'll walk up in the world and cut the lights off
And confidence is the stain they can't wipe off

My word is my pride
But wisdom is bleak, and that's a word from the wise
Served to survive, murdered and bribed
And when it got too heavy, I put my burdens aside

So I pick the world up
And I'ma drop it on your fuckin' head
Yeah, bitch, I'ma pick the world up
And I'ma drop it on your fuckin' head

Yeah, and I could die now, rebirth, motherfucker
Hop up in my spaceship and leave Earth, motherfucker
I'm gone, motherfucker, I'm gone

It hurts but I never show, this pain you'll never know
If only you could see just how lonely and how cold
And frostbit I've become, my back's against the wall
When push come to shove, I just stand up and scream fuck 'em all

Man, it feels like these walls are closin' in
This roof is cavin' in
Uh, it's time to raise it, then
Your tasin' them with like pages in

My book of rhymes got 'em cookin'
Boy, this crooked mind of mine got 'em all shook
And scared to look in my eyes
I stole that fuckin' clock, I took the time and I

Came up from behind and pretty much snuck up
And butt fucked this game up
Better be careful when you bring my name up
Fuck this fame, that ain't what

I came to claim but the game ain't
Gonna be the same on the day that I leave it
But I swear one way or another
I'ma make these fuckin' haters believe that

I swear to God, won't spare the rod
I'm a man of my word so your fuckin' heads better nod
Or I'ma fuck around in this bitch and roast everybody

Sleep on me, that pillow is where your head'll lie
Permanently, bitch, it's beddy bye
This world is my Easter egg, yeah, prepare to die

My head is swolle', my confidence is up
This stage is my pedestal, I'm unstoppable, incredible
Hope you're trapped in my medicine ball

I could run circles around you so fast
Your fuckin' head'll spin, dog
I split your cabbage and your lettuce and olives, I'll fuckin'

So I pick the world up
And I'ma drop it on your fuckin' head
Yeah, bitch, I'ma pick the world up
And I'ma drop it on your fuckin' head

Yeah, and I could die now, rebirth, motherfucker
Hop up in my spaceship and leave Earth, motherfucker
I'm gone, motherfucker, I'm gone

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50 Cent Like A G6 Remix Lyrics

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50 Cent Like A G6 Remix Lyrics

Chorus
Poppin bottles in the ice, like a blizzard
When we drink we do it right gettin slizzard
Sippin sizzurp in my ride, like Three 6
Now I’m feelin so fly like a G6
Like a G6, Like a G6
Now I’m feelin so fly like a G6

[50 Cent]
Hey, hey, hey
we ballin, another grand, another grand
when I roll 50 deep I blow a 100 grand
this the way I play ya’ll understand?
Champagne bottle after bottle, damn
glass after glass til you feel a buzz
baby bring it over, let me fill it up
I aint did little sh-t since a little kid
I’m a big boy now so I do it big
Rose, Moet, Dom P, just a taste of Hennessy
Cristal it go down how it supposed to go down
when you f-ck with me
I mean my paper straight, I blow the cake
we bounce to the 808
I mean I’m super rich, I mean super rich
never mind why we do this sh-t
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Chorus
Poppin bottles in the ice, like a blizzard
When we drink we do it right gettin slizzard
Sippin sizzurp in my ride, like Three 6
Now I’m feelin so fly like a G6
Like a G6, Like a G6
Now I’m feelin so fly like a G6

[50 Cent]
She aint drunk, she acting like she drunk
so I can do what I want
I’m touching her where I want
from behind and up front
she’s a freak I’m a freak
funny how we just meet
right here out on the floor
give me more, give me more

(808) Hell Yeaa
Drink it up, drink-drink it up,
When sober girls around me, they be actin like they drunk
They be actin like they drunk, actin-actin like they drunk
When sober girls around me actin-actin like they drunk

Chorus
Poppin bottles in the ice, like a blizzard
When we drink we do it right gettin slizzard
Sippin sizzurp in my ride, like Three 6
Now I’m feelin so fly like a G6
Like a G6, Like a G6
Now I’m feelin so fly like a G6


[Bridge]
Its that 808 bump, make you put yo hands up
Make you put yo hands up, put yo, put yo hands up
(You can’t Touch this)
Its that 808 bump, make you put yo hands up
Make you put yo hands up, put yo, put yo hands up
(You can’t Touch this)
Hell Yeaaa, Make you put yo hands up, put yo put yo hands up
Hell Yeaaa, Make you put yo hands up, put yo put yo hands up

 50 Cent Like A G6 Remix Lyrics

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Slim Thug Ft. B.o.B - So High Lyrics

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Slim Thug - So High Lyrics

Chorus: B.o.B.
She likes it real slow (slow)
Then we speed it up like oh (oh)
Baby turn around like so (so)
Now we got it just right
Something that we both like
Baby we can go so high (So high)

Higher than you've ever been (high)
Higher than you've ever been (high)
Now we got it just right
Something that we both like
Baby we can go so high


Slim Thug: Verse 1
So high, it'll make her head touch the sky
It's so good, she look like she about to cry
Opposite of dry, baby stay on deck
It's the best, this is bout as good as it get
She rubbing on my chest, I'm kissing on her neck
We going long, going strong, body full of sweat
And like a sac of strong, thugga got her mind blown
Every time she come home, she tryna climb on
Addicted to this, she stay tryna get a hit
Day time, we make time just to get it quick
I tell her meet me here, like I'm bout to hit a lick
Bring her over, and let her get a quick fix

Chorus:
She likes it real slow (slow)
Then we speed it up like oh (oh)
Baby turn around like so (so)
Now we got it just right
Something that we both like
Baby we can go so high (So high)

Higher than you've ever been (high)
Higher than you've ever been (high)
Now we got it just right
Something that we both like
Baby we can go so high



B.o.B.: Verse 2
First she wants it slow
Then she wants it beat
Then she wants it deep
Then she taps into that inner freak
Don't be shy
Just get loose, and show me how wet is yo seat
I like her, and she likes her
And I'm like why must we compete
Now it's three
Of us deep, in ménage
And I don't need no sheets
I'ma sleep in the stars
And Scorpio's the sign
So, I'm just the type of guy
We flying where u never been, we finna get high
Yes higher than you've ever been
Higher than cloud nine
We going where you never been
So sit yo ass down
Like the saying in this song
Let me see you turn around
We got her like the haters
Going down for the count

Chorus:
She likes it real slow (slow)
Then we speed it up like oh (oh)
Baby turn around like so (so)
Now we got it just right
Something that we both like
Baby we can go so high (So high)

Higher than you've ever been (high)
Higher than you've ever been (high)
Now we got it just right
Something that we both like
Baby we can go so high



Slim Thug: Verse 3
I aim to please
So believe I leave you satisfied
A lifetime warranty whenever you ride
I say that with pride
And I honor that
It's guaranteed good service
You'll be coming back
Huhhh... Just like the drug, girl you need thug
Got you in love, thug'll make her heart speed up
Roll the trees up, it's time for thug passion
Now, put your feet up, and I'ma keep smashin
Keep lasting till you're higher then you've ever been
I take your mind and body places it ain't never been
Yeah, Just hot me up if you need a hit
Thug boss on his way, if she need a fix


Chrous: B.o.B.
She likes it real slow (slow)
Then we speed it up like oh (oh)
Baby turn around like so (so)
Now we got it just right
Something that we both like
Baby we can go so high (So high)

Higher than you've ever been (high)
Higher than you've ever been (high)
Now we got it just right
Something that we both like
Baby we can go so high

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La Roux feat Kanye West - In For The Kill

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La Roux feat Kanye West - In For The Kill Lyrics

[La Roux]
We can fight our desires
But when we start making fires
We get ever so hot
Whether we like it or not
They say we can love who we trust
But what is love without lust?
Two hearts with accurate devotions
And what are feelings without emotions?

Chorus
I’m going in for the kill
I’m doing it for a thrill
Oh I’m hoping you’ll understand
And not let go of my hand
(x2)

[Kanye West]
I’m going in and I’ma go hard
I mean whats the point if it aint no scars
a little teeth marks
blood on the collar
thats real love …..
she said, ugh
how could you love someone that hurt you, played you, spoke to provoke you?
how could you love someone that burns you, turns you into a werewolf?
and in the moment you might do some things you’re not aware of
no-ones prepared for the scale of this (?)
and more and more more more drama looking for a score
state you’re looking for a tour
her allure’s more couture, tailor-made
til you screams in rage
I mean uhhhhhm breaking out the damn cage
hannibal lector, my ugh american pyscho
an iller version of ike yo
the thriller version of Michael
my recital is as bright as the light show at the Eiffel
a werewolf up in Paris, Im living off your vitals
I mean I’ll be you’re con man, I’ll be you’re damn liar
lets start the interview, I’ll be your vampire
I gotta feel ya, bite ya neck to get familiar
and if ya die, guess what? I’ll f-cking kill ya
courtesy of hiphoplyrics.info
Chorus
I’m going in for the kill
I’m doing it for a thrill
Oh I’m hoping you’ll understand
And not let go of my hand
(x2)

[La Roux]
Let’s go to war
To make peace
Let’s be cold
To create heat
I hope in darkness
We can see
And you’re not blinded by the light from me

Chorus
I’m going in for the kill
I’m doing it for a thrill
Oh I’m hoping you’ll understand
And not let go of my hand
(x2)

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The Game Ft. Trey Songz - She Wanna Have My Baby

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The Game Ft. Trey Songz She Wanna Have My Baby Lyrics

le’gggo
yeah
le’gggo
oh, oh, oh, ohhhh
yeah
le’gggo
oh, oh, oh, ohhhh

everybody f-cking amber rose
is the p-ssy good? only kanye camera knows
and who this tami hoe telling me and trey shooting a video
in a month and she can get a cameo
smh ttm five star we be them
lol hide my bbm aint got my bbm
lou vuiton he be in ‘tron got em queasy and
my money aint young thats my nigga lil’ weezy and ‘em
i keep one rolled like wiz khalifa and ‘em
got some college hoes what wanna smoke a swisha sweet with him
they aint no lauren londons but they got that megan good
they use that photoshop to get their ass up out the hood
and its all good with us niggas mayne
i said its all good cause i’m a trigger man
yeah she said she wanna have jayceon kid
i told that bitch you better off with jason kid

i do it cause they love it
if you hate it bitch who give a f-ck i made it
(oh, oh, oh, ohhhh)
plus i do it for the ladies
somebody say they wanna have my baby
(oh, oh, oh, ohhhh)
she said she wanna have my baby
(oh, oh, oh, oh)
who tryna have my baby
she said she wanna have my baby
she said she tryna have my baby

how many bitches in the club just to f-ck a platinum rapper
poking microscopic holes into the magnum rappers
hoping on the dick but i aint throwing carrots at ya
you aint gon’ worldstar me i aint your average rapper
you drinking all the goose then bitch i aint finna pay
you don’t look like your twitter avatar anyway
bitch you look like an avatar anyway
and thats the same bitch that was stalking fab’ aint it trey? (yup)
and this is how i know you’re giving free head
if you was getting paid, the bottom of your shoe would be red
but it aint, she claiming she a saint
but as soon she see dwight she go hard in the paint
but her girlfriend the type you wanna take home
throw a little drake on it really shouldn’t take long
then she told me that she wanna meet trey songz
i told that bitch strip and start singing all trey song’s

chorus

i do it cause they love it
if you hate it bitch who give a f-ck i made it
(oh, oh, oh, ohhhh)
plus i do it for the ladies
somebody say they wanna have my baby
(oh, oh, oh, ohhhh)
she said she wanna have my baby
(oh, oh, oh, oh)
who tryna have my baby
she said she wanna have my baby
she said she tryna have my baby

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Jadakiss ft 50 Cent - Dump (It’s Like That)

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Jadakiss ft 50 Cent - Dump (It’s Like That) Lyrics

[50 Cent]
N-gga we not playing
zero tolerance for that fake sh-t
get shot playing, that’s how we on it
yeah its rap til we start spraying
when you see the nozzle on that k
you should start praying

Chorus
I dont wanna waste time talking to fella’s
who run up on me talking that bullshit
instead I let them talk when my goons get hellish
the ony way they talk is with a full clip
you gon make them boys dump
you gon make them boys slump
you gon make them boys dump
leave you and your man slump
you gon make them boys dump
show them with the right one
you gon make them boys dump
it’s like that for real

[Jadakiss]
here shorty wild, tre pounds, 40 cals
at the dice game, brand new hundreds, 40 thou’
stay fly, work out, all we eat is halal
you’ll never catch em dirty cause all they keep is a smile
when they caught em with a gat in the car, you beat it in trial
you don’t say too much, never eager to style
remind me of Gotti, yeah, shine with the shotty
lawyer so good, paid a fine for the body
heroin and B-more, crib by the seashore
car service to the G4 fila(?) valour
piff rolled in the dutch or the cuban cigar
trying to expand the brand so he could see more
everybody love him from the crips to the b-dogs
leave n-ggas for dead, let em have a bleed off
44 to the head, will tear a n-gga meat off
won’t show any emotions when he let the heat off

Chorus

[50 Cent]
Yeah yeah, my nick name change,
call me tre when I’m snubbin’ them
billy when I clubbin’ them
Box when I’m cuttin them
n-ggas dying, I aint cryin’ I don’t even f-ck with them
card game shuffle, hundred grand in the duffle
black jack, poker, p knuckle, you win, f-ck you
n-ggas try and line me say I’m grimey
four hundred mill and I still can’t chill
call me G double barrel N doom, boom
I do it like a natty n-gga do
wassup, New York city’s pharoah
potato on a barrell
shell case muffle
make me come touch you
I finger f-ck my firearm, we intimate, Im into it

Chorus

[Jadakiss]
hit em in the head with the dummies than you good
funeral homes make the most money in the hood
either using the chrome, pearl handles or the wood
animals trying to get away with whatever they could
it’s spooky how you could get rich off Lucy’s
four stacks for the jacket, sneaks cost a (?)
you see the five stars I’m a general salute me
they want a n-gga to disappear, they tryna poof me
I’m just in the crib countin guap
up all night, I got a new crew, DOS, dump on sight
I be in and out of the country I jump off flights
four fifth is room temperature, the pumps on ice
handle sh-t accordingly whenever itt comes to you
do the right thing or the get the right thing done to you
whatever you do I just hope you got a gun with you
the tommy is like a live band when the drum hits you

Chorus

Jadakiss ft 50 Cent - Dump (It’s Like That) Lyrics

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Devlin - F64 Round 2

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Devlin F64 Round 2 Lyrics

Yeah, they want 64 more

I want 64 whores and a whip so big that it must have 64 doors

you aint never felt an impact or a force this raw on a format before

’cause this Granny Smith’s got more to the core

I’ma rotten apple and I got a grapple like I’m Phil Vickery making a tackle

got ‘em all sick of me, making it hassle for any man’s plan to unravel than travel

so now they got the hump like a camel

you can’t judge me like a TV panel

f-ck a pint, drink beer from the barrel

still be on point with the bars

I’m hard like striking a sparrow in flight with an arrow

I’m live and I’m rago, you’ll thrive in the gallows, so

you can hang like a jacket, I’ll smile, one less scumbag on the planet

I’m wild, like my good friends Ghetts, I’m erratic

you’ll find out I’m lyrically dramatic

if you think you can last one minute than you’ve had it

to ask me why I still MC is like asking McEnroe “what’s all the racket?”

Passion inside that dem man are lacking

call me off key like a third nipple

if you don’t rate what I’m spitting it’s blatant you prefer dribble

I’m baffling brains like E dot Nigma, creating a riddle

I got my boys safeguarding the edge while I break in again to maintain the middle

best beware when Devlin’s in here

I took a lot of sh-t now I’m taking the piddle

so, you’ll get left in a field with a face full of thistles

I’m makin’ ‘em wait to start partaking and make fatal dismissal’s

you know I aint sweet like skittles

I break MC’s that are basically brittle

and all bullsh-t aside

there aint one man on the team that aint been on the fiddle

knew I had a fullproof plan, but thought that the scam was Fawlty like Sybil.

but now I’m like more for you, on tour with Ed Scissors

Kid from the Ipswich field straight back to Barking and Dagenham

and then we’ll start savaging spitter’s

performing with Yasmin, the sickest and prettiest lyricist singing

Example went and sold out the tour, Encore

you’re doing your thing man so thanks for the bringin

you can tell men, children and women

it’s Devil’s on the beat makin’ enemy retreat

cause I’m stepping up my levels every week no kiddin’

so take this 64 more, thats 128 bars I give ‘em

when I’m eatin’, I’m letting em starve like a paedophile

I hunger strike in prison

and I give it large like I’m hard like Rambo

I ain’t got mill’s or a yard or a Lambo

when it comes to lyrics though, I’m more than a handful

you don’t wanna gamble, I’m sharp like a thorn from the brambles

blow away your mind like Mark Chopper Read outside Bojangles

you better make like an egg and then scramble

I’ll bombard your men from various angles.

They want “64? 3 but no disrespect SB, you know me

I might have to call this OT-TV, if I keep on going, I’m so OTT

wait and see F64 3!

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Kanye West - The Joy Lyrics

The Joy Kanye West Lyrics

Song Lyrics: The Joy
Artist: by Kanye West

Here these are The Joy Lyrics by Kanye West

[Chorus]
A little sugar, honey suckle lamb
Great expression of happiness
Boy, you could not miss with a dozen roses
Such would astound you
The joy of children laughing around you
These are the makings of you
It is true, the makings of you, oh

[Kanye West]
I do it for the fore-fathers and the street authors
that are not A&R’s in the cheap office
rappers that never got signed but they keep offers
girls thats way too fine for us to keep off us
gave her a handshake only for my man’s sake
she in her birthday suit cause of the damn cake
now there’s crumbs all over the damn place
and she want me to cum all over her damn face
I never understood planned parenthood
cause I never met nobody plan to be a parent in the hood
taking refills of that plan B pill
another shorty that won’t make it to the family will
If I don’t make it, can’t take it, hope the family will
they aint crazy they don’t know how insanity feel
Don C just had a shorty so it’s not that bad
but I still hear the ghosts of the kids I never had

[Chorus]

[Kanye West]
No Electro, no metro, a little retro, I perfecto
you know the demo, ya boy act wild
you aint get the memo, Yeezy’s back in style
now when Rome go Gidget the other got Bridget
what’s more tripped out though is they sisters
nah, you aint listen, they black, they sisters
they momma, named them after white bitches
so next time you see me on your fallopian
though the Jewelry’s Egytian, know the hunger’s Ethiopian
stupid questions like “Is he gon be dope again?
Have You seen him? has anybody spoke to him?”
This beat deserves Hennessy, a bad bitch and a bag of weed the Holy Trinity
in the mirror where I see my only enemy,
your life’s cursed, well mine’s an obscenity
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[Chorus]

[Jay-Z]
This is my momma sh-t
I used to hear this through the walls in the hood when I was back in my pyjama sh-t
afro’s and marijuana sticks, seeds and the ganja hat will be popping like the sample that I’m rhyming with
Pete Rock, let the needle drop
I seen so much as a kid they surprised I don’t needle pop
taking sips of pop, six packs of millanips
pink champel, Valentine L
Bally’s on my feet help me balance out well
that and the sh-t I used to balance on the scale
I got it honest from the parties from my momma’s
Virgin Mary’s try to judge her, I’m like “where the Madonna’s now?”
give all glory to Gloria, they said “you raised that boy too fast, but you was raising a warrior”
we victorious, they’ll never take the joy from us

[Kid Cudi]
Keep you hands up, get mine up
don’t let them take your fire
Keep you hands up, get mine up
don’t let them take your fire
Keep you hands up, get mine up
don’t let them take your fire
Keep you hands up, get mine up
yeaaaah, okay

It’s Pete Rock, Kanye, One, two, okay
It’s Pete Rock, Kanye, One, two, okay
It’s Pete Rock, Kanye, One, two, okay
It’s Pete Rock, Kanye, One, two, okay

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