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threat exist, no man can stand. Say mic check and expect to take the man Def Jam in the Motherland, Def Jam in the Motherland. Def Jam in the Motherland, in the Motherland. It's a Def Jam in the
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. * wit me and mine, rain on your sunshine. Swine nigga's come as hard as a pork rind. Can you dig it? Only five percent live it. While the rest of you fake niggas try to get it. Now * around
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rock rock on. You don't stop. Def jam rock rock on. Da da da da def jam. Jahahahaham def jam rock on. Spell it baby. Its the d iza e the f the j the a the m. Def jam. Biz mark rock the house
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gonna miss 'im we don't need 'im anyway. . Can I kick it. Who the hell is on the radio. Or who's behind. Do you really think they'll mind. To play the funky jams. That everybody wit'. Some Def Jef
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your crew pull triggas then. Ride wit us. Roll up your windows. And ride wit us Aiyyo, I lick two shots thats heard all around the world. Check how a forty and a blunt can take a nigga, girl. Like E
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mine". So I call you mine, oh. Post-Chorus Bebe Rexha. Can I call you mine? Oh. And you said, "I never regretted the day that I called you mine". Verse 2 Bebe Rexha. Broke kids running through the city
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. Can make your heart blind. Invaders of the heart. Are drivin' me insane. Invaders of the heart. Are playin' with my brain. . (take it, rick 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17
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. Can make your heart blind. Invaders of the heart. Are drivin' me insane. Invaders of the heart. Are playin' with my brain. . (take it, rick 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17
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the end of the tunnel. When you're flexin' it's hard to be humble. Talkin' fourth down, can't throw the ball to Def Jam. Cause they might fumble. Kick that south flow that you can't get. Try to
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Bài hát Can't Stop The Feeling! (Original Song From DreamWorks Animation's "Trolls") - Justin Timberlake. Verse 1. I got this feeling inside my bones. It goes electric, wavey when I turn it on. All
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Yeah yo Def Squad, Full Cooperation on this one. Yo total concentration. Wassup wit these cats out there?. I don't think they figured son. I don't think they hear you son ha ha Now first but not
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die. You'll make maggots turn to flies, fuckin' wit' Nas. Remember anyone can get it at anytime Lames'll swear by ya name, when they lie. Get hit wit' the lone star, ripped where ya bones are. So
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. Nice to meet you. Voice inside my head. Hello, hello. I believe you. How can I forget?. Is this a place that I call home?. To find what I've become. Walk along the path unknown. We live, we love, we lie
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My man Keith Murray, is down wit' us. My nigga Erick Sermon, is down wit' us. My man Lil' Jamal, is down wit' us. My Def Squad click, is down wit' us The Pack Pistol Posse is down wit' us yo. My
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Master Jay, the big beat blaster. He gets better 'cause he knows he has to. In '84 he'll be a little faster. And only practice makes a real Jam Master We're live as can be not singing the blues. We got
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Master Jay, the big beat blaster. He gets better 'cause he knows he has to. In '84 he'll be a little faster. And only practice makes a real Jam Master We're live as can be not singing the blues. We got
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wit' her sister. Hooked up the track and in excitation. He decided he'd head for the radio station. But (but!) he was runnin' and he made a left. Was skeezin' at top speed and ran into mos def. I
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others live their dream. But mama she said to me. (Mama she said). One day my love you'll see. Pretty's on the inside. See it in your own eyes. Look a little closer in the mirror tonight. Pretty's on the
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. Wanna take. A look on the other side. . I've lived. All those lives. It's been wonder. Full at night. I will live for. Ever. You can't keep. Me here
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' with my brain Take it, Rick. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10. 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19. 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30, 31, 32 Invaders of the heart. Are messin' with my mind
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' with my brain Take it, Rick. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10. 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19. 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30, 31, 32 Invaders of the heart. Are messin' with my mind
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pull and hold it now. Back to matters we call the rhyme data. Home run batter, shuttin down your chitter chatter. So kill the he say she say bust the replay. Hit Squad, Def Squad, stay busy like the
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pull and hold it now. Back to matters we call the rhyme data. Home run batter, shuttin down your chitter chatter. So kill the he say she say bust the replay. Hit Squad, Def Squad, stay busy like the
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levels is good, the levels is good Big Rem from the Boondocks. I'm like, all I really need is my Boom box. Listen, we can get it poppin'. I'm doin' the wop and he 1, 2 steppin'. Like there ain't no
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* punk. Yo or get your ass bucked. Some rappers are heaven-sent. But Self-Destruction don't pay the * rent. So you can either sell dope or get your ass a job. I'd rather roll it wit the
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* - slick rick. + - doug e. fresh. @- both Oh my god. *excuse me doug e. fresh. +yes. *have you ever seen a show when fellow on the mic. Wit one million rhymes and don't come out right. They
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Hey hey, ha ha say what say what. Ha ha bust it yo. Sometimes I feel like I don't have a partner. Sometimes I feel like my only friend. Is the city I live in, is beautiful Brooklyn. Long as I
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alive. . Well, I thought I had your number - there must be some mistake. I dialled 6-3-7-1-1-8-8. I got some geezer; said his girlfriend's on the town. I said, "i've got the wrong number," and I
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, numb from it. MC's in my circumference, is confronted son. Get your growth stunted from this, you don't want it. (What nigga?) The Black Thought and M-O-S Def done it. Who the ultimate? Yo my man
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the fourth coming live, future shock. It's five dimensions, six senses. Seven firmaments of heaven to hell, 8 Million Stories to tell. Nine planets faithfully keep in orbit. With the probable tenth
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Son, I leave crews laced and escape wit no trace. Sound official like the finish time at a horse race. Here to put it in place for the nine-uno-seis. Mos Def set the pace, make your fam give chase
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. I'ma say * you. Wa wa wa wa, 1, 2, 1, 2, 2, 2 Yeah, yo. DJ scratch. Not ready for prime time playas. Mr. Meth, funk Doc. Def Jam 2000 mutha fuckas. Calm me down, baby. Nod your head to this
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Y'all wanna floss wit' us. 'Cause all across the ball we burn it up. Drop a little paper, baby toss it up. Ya slackin' on your pimpin', turn it up. See the money ain't a thang My cake thick, I live
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T minus 10. 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, 0. Ignition, lift off. Lift off, thirty minutes after the hour
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You got a lot of character. The way that you carry yourself. The way you talk to me. You was tangible, so respectful, unforgettable Baby, I love the way you be wit me. So why you coming at me
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Oh yeah. I got the perfect song for the kids to sing. . And all my people that's. Drug dealing just to get by. Stack your money till it gets sky high. We wasn't suppose to make it past 25
