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, yeah. Come correct when you approach me, I can size you up. Takin' all the shots like Kobe, almost eighty-one. Guess I gotta play the goalie and go and save me some. I'm probably the only one, yeah
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I don't know what I'm doing, but I know what I've done. I'm a hungry heart, I'm a loaded gun. Twenty seven years, twenty seven years done. Written six hundred songs, only twelve get sung. Eighty seven
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kweli. Yo, I got my man on the side of me. Mos def-initely, and we, are. . (fresh) black star. (fresh) g young. (fresh) hi-tek. (fresh) native tongue. (fresh) shawn j. (fresh) eighty-eight
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back row pew. Yeah, my work boots are my church boots. My church boots. Click-clack. Verse 2. Got the same luck that my dad did. And when I'm eighty, I'ma probably be the same kid. I'm a redneck, long
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here. Sandoval, Sandoval, S-A-N-D-O-V-A-L. Sandoval. Eighty eight four one nine is wanted in reception
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that booty gon' do what it want to. Can't hit it one time, how to go?. I know you see these red, red racks on me. Now come and get ho-ho-ho-ho-hot. Twenty four eighty at the trap, hit it with the rap
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I don't know what I'm doing, but I know what I've done. I'm a hungry heart, I'm a loaded gun. Twenty seven years, twenty seven years done. Written six hundred songs, only twelve get sung. Eighty seven
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family?. And when I'm eighty years old . I'm sitting next to you. And we'll remember when we said. I do, I do, I do. do do do do do do do. Oh baby, I do, I do, I do. do do do do do do do. Cause every time
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Burger King 'I Get Around' like 2Pac and Shock G. Fuckin' hotties, block the block like Monopoly. I rock with an eighty-watt spitter, block lit up. Snatch profit up, get your Benz lock it up So which
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, but that's all right with me I got cable TV. (Cable TV). A cable TV. (Cable TV). Oh, eighty-three channels of ecstasy. I love my cable TV, yeah. I love my cable TV I got the Siamese Faith Healer's
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Wolfman - you gonna dig him till the day you die. (Everybody talks about the Wolfman's Pompitous of Love). . Seventy-five or eighty miles an hour she hollered, slow, slow, slow. Baby, I can stop right
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. Bedrock of a river that flowed. No past, present or future We are men of nature. We are made from the earth. At the end of my eighty. I'll return to the dirt Just sand, just rock. Dry land, vast and
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Wolfman - you gonna dig him till the day you die. (Everybody talks about the Wolfman's Pompitous of Love). . Seventy-five or eighty miles an hour she hollered, slow, slow, slow. Baby, I can stop right
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complicated stuff. "They ain't made to figure out. "They're just made to love". . He said, "Boy, I've lived nearly eighty years. "There's a lot of know-how between these ears. "But when it comes to your
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. I'm the blood in your heart when it pump, baby. I'ma be down with you 'til we turn eighty, and I know. Your family got so much to say, baby. I'm the thing that make pain go away, baby. When I'm warm
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I thought I had your number, there must be some mistake. I dialed six, three, seven, eleven, eighty-eight. I got some geezer; said his girlfriend's on the town. I said, "I've got the wrong number
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islands. Fishes the pilings. And drinks his green label each day. Writing his memoirs. Losin' his hearin'. But he don't care what most people. Through eighty-six years of perpetual motion. If he
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the borderline. . A buck three eighty. Won't buy you much lately on the street these days. And when you can get gas. You know you can't drive fast anymore on the parkways. Rich man, poor man
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state closer, to sweet Annie Devine. I been workin' on a tan on my left arm. Nothin' but cactus and rattle snake farms through New Mexico. Eighty m-p-h seems slow. I passed a family in a dusty
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Intro. Nas talking. I want to dedicate this song right here. To Jonathan Jackson and George Jackson. Peace to those brothers. . I want to shout out my man Sherm the Worm. Eighty years. Come
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the borderline. . A buck three eighty. Won't buy you much lately on the street these days. And when you can get gas. You know you can't drive fast anymore on the parkways. Rich man, poor man
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All I hear is gun shots. Can I touch something?. What the blood claat!. Niggaz want tical make it happen. You know my fuckin' style * the rappin'. We can take it back to eighty five if you
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without a sound. . Now he lives in the islands, fishes the pilins. And drinks his green label each day. Writing his memoirs, losin his hearin. But he don't care what most people say. . Through eighty
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I thought I had your number, there must be some mistake. I dialed six, three, seven, eleven, eighty-eight. I got some geezer; said his girlfriend's on the town. I said, "I've got the wrong number
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say. Lalalalalalalalalalalalalalalala. Always on the line. of getting too much at a time. we like it when it shines. but it's hard to see at night. feeling over fine. like in nineteen eighty five. baby
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Eighty dollars round trip. Anywhere you fly. Well, that sounds like a winner. But before I book the flight. Hey, talk me out of Tampa Well, tell me 'bout New Orleans. Just when is that Mardi
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. But he's done his best as he's travelled by. And now all he can do is just sit and sigh. . Repeat chorus. . Now at eighty, he's ready for the wreath. He's wore out his hair and two sets of teeth
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Bài hát I Drive Your Truck (The Voice Performance) - Kristen Merlin . Eighty-Nine Cents in the ash tray. Half empty bottle of Gatorade rolling in the floorboard. That dirty Braves cap on the dash
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air of royalties. His eighty eight key smile. Is so pleasant to see. . Love is called. My old piano. I have a ball. With my old piano. . My old keyboard. Won't stand for a corner. He demands
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air of royalties. His eighty eight key smile. Is so pleasant to see. . Love is called. My old piano. I have a ball. With my old piano. . My old keyboard. Won't stand for a corner. He demands
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air of royalties. His eighty eight key smile. Is so pleasant to see. . Love is called. My old piano. I have a ball. With my old piano. . My old keyboard. Won't stand for a corner. He demands
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than balloons (blow). You smell that, was addict perfume. Yeah we the wave and we big like typhoons (woo). Go fifty-nine, eighty with moons (bust down). Twenty-five million my move (twenty-five). I drip
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, my friend proof. That if I went gold, I'd go right through the roof. He said what If you went platinum, I'd just laugh at him. That's not happening, that I can't fathom. Eighty something million
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superb. It started way back with these emcees. Now here's a little somethin on the history Zaakir. I'm a H-I-P H-O-P H-E-A-D,. been since one-nine-eight-three. R to the A-P-P-I-N. Eighty-four was the
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superb. It started way back with these emcees. Now here's a little somethin on the history Zaakir. I'm a H-I-P H-O-P H-E-A-D,. been since one-nine-eight-three. R to the A-P-P-I-N. Eighty-four was the
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And then there came the night of the greatest ever raid. They arrested every drug that had ever been made. They took eighty-two laws through eighty-two doors. And they didn't halt the pull, 'til the