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Dance Dance Dance Dance Dance Dance Dance Dance Dance Dance Dance Dance. I hate yah, sucker. Dance Dance Dance Dance Dance Dance Dance Dance
the crowd now we're dogs in this war We were wasps with new wings, now we're bugs in the jar We were hot, soft and pure, now we're scratched up in scars
so geisteskrank Ich battle Kevin Costner weil ich jetzt mit einem Lowen tanz Ich verbiege deinen Schlagring mit Magie wie Uri Geller Meine dritte Platte scratches
ll set me free Best believe, I'm a flow on endlessly, let it be I feel the love every breath I breathe, yes indeed [Break - scratched samples - w/ ad
the massive BDP crew at the top of the pile Yo. In the morning I'm yawning, at noon is when I wake up Make up my bed break up the bread and said Scratching
[CHORUS] We met a lot of scratch X we made a lot of dough We always rolling grass Loc we smoked a lot of 'dro We wrote a lot of songs X we played a lot
disrespect, you better bow Time gets rough to swamp I do it pump In between my jaws adversaries got chomped The cordless mic is my only utensil Lyrics you be runnin', I break 'em like a pencil 'Cause I'm massive
They know whose show this is Who's show is this? * dj cuts and scratches "this is mc lyte.." 2x * Act like you know! * dj cuts and scratches
fact) The well known asshole (scratched) Shut yer fuckin mouth child (scratched) I am in fact, unbelivable The name's obie trice the well known asshole (scratched
'm V'd up, you see the Lac on black rims My styrofoam cup, filled up rolling bats off sacks I'm on the grind, getting scratch all day But the mack'll
've seen it once or a hundred times [phone rings...] Hold up folks I got somebody on the other line [CHORUS REPRISE] Though we're good friends it never ends Your self destructive massive
wish you could ride my broom Your walk is killin em softly, your ass is thick Bellydancing all night with your massive hips You make me wanna scratch
[Intro: Scratched vocals] Kharma, "One" "One" [Verse 1: Zion] Yo, a te' a te' a te' a testin' one two I'm sendin' out a shout to all the massive in the
the winners circle, while you lost the race [scratching - "They call me E.S. the Overlord of Fresh"] [Verse 3] I smack the new jacks just to add to the stats My massive
in the crowd Now we're dogs in this war We were wasps with new wings Now we're bugs in the jar We were hot, soft and pure Now we're scratched up in scars
deserts for all the kids I busted, huh? (Baby!) I crush the curtesy when dealin' with the folks is too much for the askin' Cool-I got the (skill crafted tools) Massive