We Pop .......... RZA

The Choice Is Yours / Revisited .......... Black Sheep

Sittin' On Spinnas .......... DaVinci's Notebook

Shut 'Em Down .......... Public Enemy

Shoot Me Down .......... Kevin Chase

Shoot Me Down .......... Boy Kill Boy

Shimmy Shimmy Ya .......... Wu-Tang Clan

No, No, No Part 2 .......... Destiny's Child

Never Fold Up .......... DaVinci's Notebook

Made You Look .......... Nas

Killer .......... Boy Kill Boy

Hell Above Water .......... Curve

Gravel Pit .......... Wu-Tang Clan

DOT .......... Destiny's Child

[Hook: woman]
We pop, we brawl, gettin' money til the day we fall
We pop, we brawl, gettin' money til the day we fall

[RZA]
Double barrel shotgun (blaow), pop son
I told nigga, just not run
I saw him on 205th in Fordham
This dog was frozen, so my high heat thawed him (Wu!)
I blown ya, you need a blood donor
My bitch ghetto, like Florida and Laronia (girl)
Laundry mat hoes, who want clothes?
I flow checks, one followed by six o's (six o's)
I got hoes, in codes, in different areas
Four ton whips that's sittin' on interiors
The bass shake in the club like it's earthquakin'
I cock arm, pass the bomb, like Troy Aikman (Aikman)
Play the basement like Bruce Wayne and Dick Grayson
You miserable, you get kidnapped by Kathy Bason
Thrown to the dungeon, for your spongin'
Of Wu Killa Bee, what's your total malfunction?

[Chorus: ShaCronz & ODB (Freemurda)]
We pop, we brawl, get money til the day we fall (yeah)
My glock (my glock), my four (my four)
throw shots through your bedroom door (bedroom door)
From the P's, to the morgue, cop Louie all the way to my drawers (New York)
We pop (pop), we brawl (brawl), get money til the way we fall

[ShaCronz]
Come on, let's cut the crap, money
I've been gettin' this rap money
Crack money, stack money, I'm tryin' to get that Shaq money
That Mike Tyson, Michael Jordan, Michael Jack' money
Five hundred mill' and better, dog, yeah, now that's money
Act funny, ya'll make me laugh (haha)
Frontin' like you tough, you softer than a baby's ass
These lazy ass labels -- fuck you! Pay me cash
My crazy path promoted me into a Mercedes class

[Chorus]

[Freemurda]
Yeah.., all ya'll can see is the back of my jersey
Blowin' in the wind, goin' back to Jersey
Off to Brooklyn, left you back in Jersey
I was doin' a buck 90 like a throwback jersey
Shame on a Nigga, take it back to Dirty
Run, game on a nigga, I'll be back in thirty
Seconds, got the world's greatest record
And that money I'mma spend it like your greatest record
This Division, all the ladies respect it
Disrespect it and the eighty'll check it
It ain't hard to see how ya'll ignorin' the steel
Niggas that I clap, lookin' for me still
Til they look like they came out of George Foreman grill
Thoughts are stolen on Free, must be on them crills
Plus my, team gon' be holdin' like forty mill'
Thoughts are rollin' on E., must be on those pills

[Chorus]

[Hook 2X]

Verse One: Dres
Who's the Black Sheep, what's the Black Sheep?
Don't know who I am, or when I'm coming so you sleep
Wasn't in my room, wasn't in my sphere
Knew not who I was, but listen here
Dres, D-R-E-S, yes I get suckers start
If it's all right with you, I'll rip this here one apart
Back, Middle, to the front, don't front
Wanna a good time, gonna give you what you want
Can I hear a hey? [Hey!]
Now get a yo! [Yo!]
You gotta hay? [Huh!]
It's for the hoes [Oh!]
The styling is creative, Black Sheep of the Native
Can't be violated, or even decepticated
I got brothers in the Jungle, cousins on the Quest
Deaf retarded uncles, in parties were they rest
Guess, which way, what, when, how
Mista Lawnge, Dres, Black Sheep slam NOW
Know you've heard the others, phonies to the lovers
Then of course, the choice is yours
Chorus
You can get with this, or you can get with that [repeat 3X]
I think you'll get with this, for this is where it's at
[repeat both lines 2X]
Verse Two
Where's the Black Sheep, here's the Black Sheep
Even if we wanted to the flock could not be weak
Watch me swing like this, why should I swing it like that,
Because in fact, on me it might not attract
Therefore I ignore, do as I feel inside
I live with me, I've got my back tonight
Ya know what I'm saying, yo Black, I'm not playing
Need to go with this, or go with that with no delaying
See, in actuality, one be can it be,
I made it look easy, because it is to me
Any time capacity was filled, try to rock it
Any time a honey gave us play, tried to knock it
Never was fool, so we finished school
Never see us sweat, and you'll never see us drool
Out to rock the globe while it's still here to rock
Don't punch girls, and we don't punch a clock
Gotta go, gotta go, see you later by the cat
And you can't beat that with a bat
Chorus
Verse Three
Now you can get this, or you can get with that
I think you'll get with this yes, for this is kinda fat
If you get with that, then you will surly miss,
Because that is so wack, I think you'll get with this
For in the day in my life, or rather the life of my days
Never sweat the chaos, for Black Sheep has ways
Although, how shall I say it, take a point, convey it
Styling is quite Dolby, yes I know those for you play it
Not to be all that though all that is my goal
Stumble and fell, brother, like Dres would roll
Need a sexy honey for a twilight stroll
Gave up on sushi, give me an egg roll
At A & W, get to the Root, with a boot or sneaker
Get near a speaker, demo to a single
To the kind with a fly hoe, damned the scenario
And, pass the paper, cross the fader
Black Sheep getting played, like a Sony in a Beta
Dres the creator, of a style that is much greater
Chorus

texttext

I testified
My mama cried
Black people died
When the other man lied
See the tv, listen to me double trouble
I overhaul and Im comin
From the lower level
Im takin tabs
Sho nuff stuff to grab
Like shirts it hurts
Wit a neck to wreck
Took a poll cause our soul
Took a toll
From the education
Of a tv station
But look around
Hear go the sound of the wreckin ball
Boom and pound
When i
Shut em down
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9
What I use in the battle for the mind
I hit it hard
Like it supposed
Pullin no blows to the nose
Like uncle l said Im rippin up shows
Then what it is
Only 5 percent of the biz
Im addin woes
Thats how da way it goes
Then u think I rank never drank, point blank
I own loans
Suckers got me runnin from the bank
Civil liberty I cant see to pay a fee
I never saw a way to pay a sap
To read the law
Then become a victim of a lawyer
Dont know ya, never saw ya
Tape cued
Gettin me sued
Playin games wit my head
What the judge said put me in the red
Got me thinkin bout a trigger to the lead
No no
My education mind say
Suckers gonna pay
Anyway
There gonna be a day
cause the troop they roll in
To posse up
Whole from the ground
Ready to go
Throw another round
Sick of the ride
Its suicide
For the other side of town
When I find a way to shut em down
Who count the money
In da neigborhood
But we spendin money
To no end lookin for a friend
In a war to the core
Rippin up the poor in da stores
Till they get a brother
Kickin down doors
Then I figure I kick it bigger
Look em dead in the eye
And they wince
Defense is pressurized
They dont want it to be
Another racial attack
In disguise so give some money back
I like nike but wait a minite
The neighborhood supports so put some
Money in it
Corporations owe
Dey gotta give up the dough
To da town
Or else
We gotta shut em down

texttext

It's hard to say how I fit in the line
I lost my way lost my way my own mind
You should have left should have left on time
Its no mistake no mistake of mine

Shoot me down
When I hate to see you drown
I didn't do didn't do didn't do
I didn't do this for you
Didn't say didn't say didn't say
I didn't say this was too good
Didn't do didn't do didn't do
I Didn't do this for you
Didn't say didn't say

You never knew never knew never knew
You never should never should never should
I needed someone, someone to be here
Always
When the suns down, someone to pick up
Peices

Shoot me down when I hate to see you drown
I didn't do didn't do didn't do
I didn't do this for you
Didn't say didn't say didn't say
I didn't say this was too good
Didn't do didn't do didn't do
Didn't do this for you

Now shoot me down when I hate to see you drown

Its hard to say how I feel in this life
I lost my way lost my way my own mind

Intro:
[Oh, f**k, you can't even sing.]
Hey, baby, I like it rawww...
Yeah baby, I like it RAWWW!!!
Ooh, baby, I like it raww...
Yeah baby, I like it RAWWW!!!
Sh...
Verse:
Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, shimmy yay,
Gimme the mic so I can take it away.
Off on a natural charge, bon voyage
Yeah, from the home of the Dodgers, Brooklyn squad
Wu-Tang Killerrr Bees on a swarm!
Rain on ya dollar's ass, disco dorm!
For you to even touch my skill,
You gotta have the one Killer Bee and he ain't gonna kill. Now
My producer slam, my flow is like bam!
Chop that down, pass it all around!
Lyrics get hard, quick cement to the ground!
For any MC in any 52 states,
I gets psycho killerrrr Norman Bates!
My producer slam, sharp like bam!
Jump on stage, and then I dun-daaaah!
[I like the way you come]
Hey, baby, I like it rawww...
Yeah baby, I like it RAWWW!!!
Ooh, baby, I like it raww...
Yeah baby, I like it RAWWW!!!
Reverse Verse:
First Verse repeats

(feat. Wyclef Jean)

[Wyclef:]
This is the remix
The jeeps pump this new remix
This is the remix
Radio's play this remix
This is the remix
The jeeps pump this remix
This is the remix
The Refugees Camp have the remix
Destiny's child
We 'bout to set it
This is the remix
The streets pump the remix
This is the remix
Every project, come on, come on
Destiny's Child

[Beyonce:]
Boy I know you want me
I can see it in your eyes
But you keep on frontin'
Won't you say what's on your mind
Cause each and every time you need me
You give me signs
But when I ask you what's the deal
You hold it all inside
If you wanna be with me
You gotta keep it real
Tell me what's goin' on
Tell me how you feel
Cause boy I know you want me
Just as much as I want you
So come and get my love
It's all here for you

[Chorus:]
You'll be sayin' no, no, no, no, no
When it's really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You'll be sayin' no, no, no, no, no
When it's really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You'll be sayin' no, no, no, no, no
When it's really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You'll be sayin' no, no, no, no, no
When it's really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Beyonce:]
If you keep actin' this way
You're gonna lose my love
I ain't got no time to play
You better to be playin hurry up
Cause every time I come around
Crews run around your way
I see you on the corner
But you don't know what to say
When I walk up to you baby
You seem so shy
What's the problem baby
Never had a girl like I
I can see right through you
And you know you wanna be mine
So get your act together
Cause you're running out of time
[Chorus]

[Bridge:]
Everytime I see you with your boys
You pretend as if you don't want me
When you get home you call me on the phone
And tell me how much you care

[Wyclef:]
Yo, close your eyes, shorty
You're guaranteed to be hypnotized
By the remix that Wyclef provides
I don't care 'bout your size
Girl shake your thighs
All I'm tryin' to do
In the hood is stay alive
Make a little money with Destiny's Child
Thugs hear this song, they dance, they go wild
Like Texas, they movin' like
No limit soldiers
They went from a dream to the
Young supremes, sing it girls
[Chorus]

texttext

[shotgun blast]
[old school break beat, thugs chant "Bravehearts!" 7X]

[Verse 1: Nas]
Uh, uh, uh, now let's get it all in perspective
For all y'all enjoyment, a song y'all can step wit'
Y'all appointed me to bring rap justice
But I ain't five-O, y'all know it's Nas yo
Grey goose and a whole lotta hydro
Only describe us as soldier survivors
Stay laced in the best, well dressed with finesse
In a white tee lookin for wifie
Thug girl who fly and talks so nicely
Put her in the coupe so she can feel the nice breeze
We can drive thru the city no doubt, but don't say my car's topless
Say the titties is out, newness here's the anthem
Put your hand up that you shoot with, count your loot wit'
Push the pool stick in your new crib, same hand that you hoop with
Swing around like you stu-pid, king'a the town, yeah I been that
You know I click-clack where you and yor men's at
Do the Smurf, do the Wop, Baseball Bat
Rooftop like we bringing '88 back

[Chorus: Nas]
They shootin'! -- Aw made you look
You a slave to a page in my rhyme book
Gettin' Big/"big" money, playboy your time's up
Where them gangstas? Where them dimes at?

They shootin'! -- Aw made you look
You a slave to a page in my rhyme book
Gettin' Big/"big" money, playboy your time's up
Where them gangstas at? Where them dimes at?

[Verse 2: Nas]
This ain't rappin, this is Street-Hop
Now get up off your ass like your seat's hot
My live niggaz lit up the reefer
Trunk'a the car we got the streetsweeper
Don't start none, won't be none
No reason for your mans to panic
You don't wanna see no ambulances
Knock a pimp's drink down in his pimp cup
That's the way you get Timberland'd up
Let the music diffuse all the tension
Ball or convention, free admission
Hustlers, dealers and killers'ca move swift
Girls get close, you'ca feel where the tool's kept
All my just-comin' homies, parolees
Get money, leave the beef alone slowly
Get out my face, you people so phoney
Pull out my waist, the eagle fo-forty

[Chorus]
[thugs chanting "Bravehearts!" 4X over DJ scratching gunshots]

[Verse 3: Nas]
I see niggaz runnin', yo my mood is real rude
I lay you out, show you what steel do
Mobsters don't box, my pump shot obliges
Every invitation to fight you punk hazas
Like Pun said, "You ain't even en mi clasa"
Maybach Benz, back seat, tv plasma
Ladies lookin for athletes or rappers
Whatever you choose, whatever you do
Make sure he a thug and intelligent too
Like a real thoroughbred is, show me love
Lemme feel how the head is
Females whose the sexiest is always the nastiest
[record scratched off, Nas rhymes acapella]
And I like a little sassiness, a lotta class
Mommy reach in your bag, pass the fifth
I'm a leader, at last this a don you wit'
My nines'll spit, niggaz loose consciousness

YES! They made ya to the bitter pill they gave ya. Just your style to bring them. Nobody you know can see ya.

Get on the right track
Get on the right track
Get on the right track
Get on the right track. Now, now.

We made ya. Made ya just so we could break ya. It's so sad to see to see ya finding enemies to feed ya.

Get on the right track
Get on the right track
Get on the right track
Get on the right track. Now, now.

Killer, killer soul. [x8]

Yes! Believe ya. Dressed as soon as we believe ya. Yes! We'll beat ya. Be until the last big eat ya.

Get on the right track
Get on the right track
Get on the right track
Get on the right track. Now, now.

Do you know we can be sad?

Killer, killer soul [x8]

Keep in the rest. Kick out the rest.
You say 'it's a game'. Then keep your cuffs to your chest. It's hard I know!

Killer, killer soul [x8]

I'm never relaxed
even when I say I am
I'm always on the alert
looking for the problem
this isn't my style
I flirt with guys
but they don't get me
I think I'm ready to kill
the next person who doesn't fit
I am all of these things
I am this and more
It's hell above the water
Hell above the water
I'm the one on command
look at the state I'm in
I really fear for my friends
and all the things they have seen
I've got no reason to say a thing
got no reason to say a thing
cos you don't scare me at all
no no no no no no
no no no no no no
It's hell above the water
Hell above the water
Keep your clever mouth shut
I am all of these things
I am this and more
you don't scare me at all

[RZA]
1,2, 1,2, yo check this out, it's the jump off right now
I want everybody, to put your work down, put your guns down
And report to the pit, the gravel pit
Leave your problems at home, leave your children at home
We gon' take it back underground, I be Bobby Boulders
Wu-Tang Clan on yo' mind one time
It's the jump off, so just jump off my nigga...

[HOOK: Paulissa Morgan]
Check out my gravel pit
A mystery unraveling
Wu-Tang is the CD that I travel with
Don't go against the grain if you can't handle it

[Meth]
Ha, holla cross from the land of the lost
Behold the pale horse, off course (off course)
Follow me, Wu-Tang gotta be
The best thing since stocks in Clark Wallabees [ZZZH]
African killers bees black watch (black watch)
On your radio, blowin out yo' watts [ZZZH]
From Park Hill, the house on haunted hill
Every time you walk by your back get a chill [BLBLBH!]
Let's peel, who want to talk rap skills
I spit like a semi-automatic to the grill [BOOM!]
Elbow grease, and elbow room
Baby play me, baby fall down, go boom [BOOM!]
Party people gather round, count down to apocalypse [3, 2, 1...]

[U-God]
I'm the kid with the golden arms

[Meth]
And I'm the motherfuckin hott nikks [AAAAH!] pass the blunt
My nigga don't front
You had it for a minute but it seem like a month [COUGH]
Now I'm chokin, smokin, hopin
I don't croakin, from overdosin...
Hey kid, [walk straight as a I...]
Wu and Meth got you open (open), let's ride
Can't stand niggas that floss too much
Can't stand Bentleys they cost too much
Kid wanna get up then kid get touched
Kid wanna stick up then kid get stuck
I'm the one that called your bluff
When your boy tried to act tough...
Remember what Old Dirty said, I'll fuck yo' ass up!
Now listen

[Meth over hook]
Back, back and forth and forth
Back, back and forth and forth
Back, back and forth and forth
As we go...
Back, back and forth and forth
Back, back and forth and forth
Back, back and forth and forth
As we go...

[Ghostface]
E with the English, extinguish styles extremist
Bald head beamers run wild
It's the kid with the gold cup
Stepped out like what
What's poppin, and y'all niggas dobo
Blastin shae shae, chocolate shortae
Rich color mocks, rock those all day
1960 shit I'm Goldie
That's right motherfucker don't hold me
The world's greatest, Las Vegas, paid as rock
Skin painted on my face look ageless
Perfect combos, Ghost bang out condos
Jeff from Hamo, ex three bangos
Bancos, stank hoes in plain clothes
Change those, bang those, same old, same old

[Raekwon]
Yeah y'all, straight up this the jump off right here
The gravel pit, word up represent, rock the boulders
All my rich gangsta style, killers, y'all know what time it is
Shorty do your thing, get up on that shit right now boo, do you
That's what I'm talkin 'bout

[U-God]
Yo, step to my groove, move like this
When we shoot the gift of course it's ruthless
Grab the mic with no excuses
In a sec, grab the techs and loot this
Executin, shakin all sets, and I'm breakin all hecks
I'm takin all bets, move all best, who want the dram' next
You all stank, we got the bigger bank
Bigger shank to fill your tank
Still the same kill you for real, while you crank
Slide, do or die, fry to bake
Admire the greats, on fire wit a heart of hate
Bitter shark, every part I take, heavy darts that quake
It's okay, all fakes, get caught by the dropkicks
You know the thrill, yes it's Park Hill
Yo we hit 'em with the hot grits...
On the go, check the flow, sayin Wu don't rock shit...
Stop quick, hold the gossip, stop sweatin my pockets
I hear the hot shit

[Meth over hook to end]

Dot dot dah dot dot dah dah
Dot dot dah dot dot dah dah
Dot dot dot dot dot dah dah
Dot dot dot dot dot dah dah

Dot dot dah dot dot dah dah
Dot dot dah dot dot dah dah
Dot dot dot dot dot dah dah
Dot dot dot dot dot dah dah

Walking under the maple tree
To myself I am pondering
Thinking about all these things
That's bothering me lately
Why is this pressure all on me?
Why this negativity?
If something's wrong blame it on me
B-E-Y-O-N-C-E

Shut up
No one said to open your mouth
Shut up
If you do not like me how about
Shut up
Why waste your energy on me?
Shut up
Is it cause you wanna be me?

Dot dot dah dot dot dah dah (No more lying)
Dot dot dah dot dot dah dah (No more hating)
Dot dot dot dot dot dah dah (No more dissing)
Dot dot dot dot dot dah dah (No more snaking)
Dot dot dah dot dot dah dah (No more cheating)
Dot dot dah dot dot dah dah (No more sneaking)
Dot dot dot dot dot dah dah (No more bugging)
Dot dot dot dot dot dah dah (No more judging)

Everybody judging me
Knowing nothing about me
Causing insecurities
Because of someone's jealousy
Losing all my privacy
Wanting much more normalcy
Learning to appreciate mainly
Gifts my God has given me

Shut up
No one said to open your mouth
Shut up
If you do not like me how about
Shut up
Why waste your energy on me?
Shut up
Is it cause you wanna be me?

Dot dot dah dot dot dah dah (No more lying)
Dot dot dah dot dot dah dah (No more hating)
Dot dot dot dot dot dah dah (No more dissing)
Dot dot dot dot dot dah dah (No more snaking)
Dot dot dah dot dot dah dah (No more cheating)
Dot dot dah dot dot dah dah (No more sneaking)
Dot dot dot dot dot dah dah (No more bugging)
Dot dot dot dot dot dah dah (No more judging)

Love yourself
If not to live life for you
And nobody else
Nobody else

Dot dot dah dot dot dah dah (No more lying)
Dot dot dah dot dot dah dah (No more hating)
Dot dot dot dot dot dah dah (No more dissing)
Dot dot dot dot dot dah dah (No more snaking)
Dot dot dah dot dot dah dah (No more cheating)
Dot dot dah dot dot dah dah (No more, no more sneaking)
Dot dot dot dot dot dah dah (No more bugging)
Dot dot dot dot dot dah dah (No more judging)

Dot dot dah dot dot dah dah (No more lying)
Dot dot dah dot dot dah dah (No more hating)
Dot dot dot dot dot dah dah (No more dissing)
Dot dot dot dot dot dah dah (No more snaking)
Dot dot dah dot dot dah dah (No more cheating)
Dot dot dah dot dot dah dah (No more sneaking)
Dot dot dot dot dot dah dah (No more bugging)
Dot dot dot dot dot dah dah (No more judging)

Dot dot dah dot dot dah dah (No more lying)
Dot dot dah dot dot dah dah (No more hating)
Dot dot dot dot dot dah dah (No more dissing)
Dot dot dot dot dot dah dah (No more snaking)
Dot dot dah dot dot dah dah (No more cheating)
Dot dot dah dot dot dah dah (No more sneaking)
Dot dot dot dot dot dah dah (No more bugging)
Dot dot dot dot dot dah dah (No more judging)

Dot dot dah dot dot dah dah (No more)
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