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give my money to the most needy And never put it in the hands of the most greedy Cause their puttin' a price tag on a man's word And it's a fashion

Is it wroth a million yet that's what they say now Long distance California let me call J Brown Hear the story of a cappa, who was first described Do one

A couple of cocktails will send me to jail There's a couple of cops hot on my trail But this time, when I get pulled over There's a Doberman, Pinscher and a

be held accountable But you for your career not your manager, face it Even he can fuck up a relationship I learned it don't matter who's spittin' better While

Trotter, a.k.a. [BT/Tariq Trotter] Well um, Black Thought from The Roots y'all [?uestion/Ahmir Thompson] Mr. Simmons, a.k.a. [AJ/Joseph Simmons] A.J.

teary Riddle at me, loose, hang you fools from a noose Then light you up on fire, put away my lighter Fuck the fucking Devil, I'm the one that he admires

to the next step That's what I do, that's what I say, that's what I live That's what I prove, that's what I move, that's what I give Makin' other brothers

one: Horny little devil, you gotta back up Horny little devil, you can't bust a nut Lookin at my girlfriend's black skin You wanna jump in, but she don

they don't wanna talk And they got them nuts that's off that Acapulco powdered chalk So he untouchable, oh he can be touched Well, where he stay at then, he