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Song Money And The Power - Kid Ink. Money and the power. Once you get a 'lil they just want to take you down (cause). I got the money and the power. Once you get a 'lil they just want to take you
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some bread. You see I been accused, of many a-things. Like the real hip-hop and the fame it brings. Respected, I'm connected. From the bottom to the top of the food chain. I'm real bank money
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Joshua fit the battle of Jericho. Jericho Jericho. Joshua fit the battle of Jericho. And the walls come tumbling down God knows that. Joshua fit the battle of Jericho. Jericho Jericho. Joshua
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Joshua fit the battle of Jericho. Jericho Jericho. Joshua fit the battle of Jericho. And the walls come tumbling down God knows that. Joshua fit the battle of Jericho. Jericho Jericho. Joshua
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Never do what they do, what they do, what they do Yo, yo. Lost generation, fast paced nation. World population confront they frustration. The principles of true hip-hop have been forsaken. It's
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be, chain hang see. Down to the dick, A clown wanna flip. Keep a pound on the hip, lay him down with a clip. Yall niggaz aint ready for Juvy, and aint a nigga betta then Juvy. I'm a veteran excuse
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, the C, the H. The M, the O, the B, the great. Lyrics that make the beat swing and I gotcha. It's the hip-hopper that don't like coppers And if you try to upset the pot, son. You get kicked in the
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throne after the D-are-E,. Product of my enviorment you old ass niggas get ready for your early retirement,. Before I let hip-hop burn down I'll run in the buildin like a fireman. Who can out spit me
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light. So comfortable they we hating to fight to make it right. Late at night I'm controlled by the DJ on the mic. I love hip-hop and every joint he playing is tight. A day in the life is a brick in
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houses. Bring back Arsenio. Hip-hop was aborted. So Nas breathes life, back into the embryo. Let us make man in our image. Spit it, I'm Huey P in Louis V at the eulogy throwing Molotovs for Emmett
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me. 'Cause I simply said * Top Forty. And Top Thirty, Top Twenty and Top Ten. Until you put more hip-hop in Then I might grin but don't pretend. That you're down with the C. And go and *** me
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Datskat! I know you dig it when I kick it baby! Di-bi-***-banks, hip-flip-a-didip-didim-dow-hound. You wonder bout the sweat pon my brow, formulatin nouns. I'll get down, boogie brother rock on
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love don't last. In fact I think it's just a few who'd like us to believe that's true. I think most are sick and tired of all the hip and uninspired. Saying cool is in and good is out. I bet I've got
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Watching haters wonder why. Gambino got the game locked (Yeah?). Half-Thai thickie, all she wanna do is Bangkok (Yeah?). Got her hair done, French braids, now she A $AP. Bino so insensitive, she
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. . . Move it sucker mcs or you're gonna feel the wrath. So don't get caught up in the aftermath. Cause we're the funky mcs of the hip hop craze. Our rhymes are done by law and are sure to amaze
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rock and a hard, watchin' for God. People, hip hop, and with no option at all. Yo, it's how it's goin' down I know in these tryin' times it feels confusin'. That's why I came to y'all to dance to the
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Words and Music by Bob Flick-dick Foley-Mike. Kirkland/John Paine. . This is a story about a hip frog. And we're gonna pick up on it now and. He's on his way out to do some shuckin' and jivin
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tiCall of the Wild. arPitbull. alRebelution. 00-1. 00Pitbull - Call of the Wild. {Hip Hop My life. }. It's on tonight. She said no but I know it's on tonight. She said no but I know it's on tonight
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tiCall of the Wild. arPitbull. alRebelution. 00-1. 00Pitbull - Call of the Wild. {Hip Hop My life. }. It's on tonight. She said no but I know it's on tonight. She said no but I know it's on tonight
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, I'm missing you. Just like you want me too. You made me trip into the grind. Now I can't get you off of my mind. . Your sweet talkin' hip shakin' walkin' gonna blow a man away. Kiss butt, guess
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, I'm missing you. Just like you want me too. You made me trip into the grind. Now I can't get you off of my mind. . Your sweet talkin' hip shakin' walkin' gonna blow a man away. Kiss butt, guess
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Let's go, Let's go. im alittle bit pop, im alittle bit rock, im alittle bit hip hop, soul. tonight is the night im gonn' get a little out of control. im alittle bit this, im alittle bit that, im
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hah hah, stay cool) Hip-Hop my main bitch, I got a few on the side. The game stitched y'all I'm doin' my job. Go up against enormous odds. Wouldn't break a sweat, money make her bet. Funny son you
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hah hah, stay cool) Hip-Hop my main bitch, I got a few on the side. The game stitched y'all I'm doin' my job. Go up against enormous odds. Wouldn't break a sweat, money make her bet. Funny son you
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P-5 deep, the team winnin'. Takin' hip-hop back to, the beginnin'. Cause MC's are pretendin', I slap your sound. Out the sky like I'm goaltendin', bring your career. To an endin', enter the next
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my eyes. And I'm ready to go, lead me into the light. Kiss me, k-k-kiss me. Infect me with your love, and fill me with your poison. Take me, t-t-take me. Wanna be your victim, ready for abduction. Boy
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control. (Ride it, ride it) come touch my soul. (Ride it, ride it) let me feel you. . (Ride it) turn the lights down low. (Ride it) from head to toe. (Ride it, ride it) touch my soul. (Ride it, ride
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games. I guess the beef and the bullshit is the price of fame. Movies, records, goin' on tour. Twenty-thousand people hip-hoppin' on the floor. Whole parties body-rockin', and everything's chill. Get
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you again. The sky is falling. Jimmie's standing in the rain Nobody wants to buy a counterfeited prairie lullaby in a colliery town. A hip flask and fumbled skein with some stagedoor Josephine is all
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afternoon, relax and understand . My hip hop and flip-flops well it don't stop with the light rock . A shot to mock you kinda puts me in the tight spot . The hype is nothing more than hoo-ha so I'm
