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me Won't you please make me warm and mindless? Mama, yes, you have cursed me I never will forgive you For your blindness I hate you The wires are all
Cole My mellow blow and my homegirl Flo Rock round see, you could find me some But I kept my tables in the crib when I wasn't in the club Tom Rich and
I lost the cops, then I ran to his door, bang like a ring or two He said "Solo, hey man the cops are looking for you" I said, "Thanks to you the base
I'm a zebra y'all ("Half Puerto Rican, half black, but you don't speak Spanish") Don't call me zebra y'all ("Half Puerto Rican, half black...") Now how old are you
confidence is full When growing up my sister??? doll was all that I could pull Your eyes are blue Your eyes are green What difference does it make? As long as you
on it. Phyllis: You mean, you wear clothes when you . . . ? Don: These clothes! These are the clothes . . . Phyllis: These are the clothes that you . . . ? Don: Right here . . . Phyllis: There are
of humor gets into you But girl, they can make a perfume from the scent of you I wanna take you there, feel like June in December too So what you think
this shell In eruption and rupture your structure the fuck with you (Release) Up in you and cut you a costumer Huffing and puffing, discussing absolutely
not the fault of the black race that we are misplaced We're robbin' and killin', your own medicine you taste You built up a race on the concept of violence Now in '90 you
I'd sell your heart to the junkman baby For a buck, for a buck If you're looking for someone to pull you out of that ditch You're out of luck, you
the wise You are help to the helpless Strength to the stranger And a father to the child who's left alone And the thirsty you've invited To come to the
you Hey, how you doin'? Sorry you can't get through Why don't you leave your name And your number And I'll get back to you Hey, how are you doin'? Sorry
Emily. And should the new year should find you without Jenny, There she'll be... You'll find her under my tree, Wrapped up and waiting for me. If you
you do gats but you do rap What you gonna bust a verse right before the guns burst Push ya girl on the ground so that you can run first Now you about
in the dance contest aw-reety, Ighty, hey. okay..." Butch: "you are great, man - you are great. you are the best, baby. do 'dinah-moe humm
this hotel! Ahhah, okay... Who do you think we are anyway? Well, I guess you told me... Are you a christian? Am i... yeah, I'm a christian, sure