Diana Ross - (They Long To Be) Close To You
(Burt Bacharach/Hal David)

Why do birds suddenly appear
Everytime you are near ?
Just like me,
They long to be close to you

Why do stars fall down from the sky
Everytime you
You Am I - ...And Vandalism
I know this guy
If I'm the mayonnaise he's the cream
Some sit and wait for the ride
While others become the scene
And he can see a Wednesday morning
Like others see Friday night
It's
Ass Ponys - (We All Love) Peanut Butter
mustard gas and curly fries
boys do well but girls, they die
you and i will take a trip now
do the things that we think are hip, now

i said, we all love peanut butter

take a fea
Jim Carroll - (No More) Luxuries
Your uncle's scandals shook the house of lords
Your daddy's squeezed out as Chairman of the Board
No more doctors write you no more 'scripts
No more intercontinental trips

No more luxu

8 Mile - R.A.K.I.M


Ra!
Ra!
Ra!
Ra!
Ra!
Ra!
Ra!

R: Rugged and rough that's how I do it
A: Allah who I praise to the fullest
K: Keep it moving,
I: Stand alone
M: It's my crown, my world, my throne

R: Rugged and rough that's how I do it
A: Allah who I praise to the fullest
K: Keep it moving,
I: Stand alone
M: It's my crown, my world, my throne

Aiyyo when Rakim Allah attack, it's a wrap y'all relax
The arm in that, you show me where the party's at
Seminars and tracks, hors, comas, and cardiacs
Broads and cats screaming "Oh my God he's back"
Just imagine, I hit the lab and get it crackin'
A thousand styles in one verse, rhythms will switch patterns
Chicks get stabbed in the back, till they get spasms
Known to spit a magnum, or split an atom
Who woulda known that Jesus would come back to the ghetto
On that level, and that thorough, like a black hero
And pack metal, so rap rebels, will back pedal
The pharaoh of five boroughs, and take over the rap world
Gettin' bizarre, hardcore, this is for y'all
The crib or the park, play it when you get in the car
Chill at the bar, sip somethin' or split a cigar
Get with your dogs, don't be alarmed, this kid is the bomb

R: Rugged and rough that's how I do it
A: Allah who I praise to the fullest
K: Keep it moving,
I: Stand alone
M: It's my crown, my world, my throne

R: Rugged and rough that's how I do it
A: Allah who I praise to the fullest
K: Keep it moving,
I: Stand alone
M: It's my crown, my world, my throne

Uh, yeah yo, I used to paint this flow, on ancient scrolls
And learn ta, make this dough, where gangstas roll
Think like the late great Capone when the bank is closed
It's cats that claim they bold, but they ain't this cold
I'm from New York City even pretty chicks act up
Niggas get clapped up, you stack up, they stick that up
Put the strap up, you think my name was "Kid back up"
Big niggas (spittin' noise) pick that up, or lift that up
Raised by gangstas and gamblers, hustlers, con artists
And convicts, killers and dons
Drug dealers, playas and pimps, smooth talkers
Stick up kids, thugs, real niggas and gods
Haunted by every soul that lay dead in the turf
Close by every spirit, that never made it to birth
Since the Moon separated from Earth
That's why they say I'm the greatest that ever orchestrated a verse
It's the

R: Rugged and rough that's how I do it
A: Allah who I praise to the fullest
K: Keep it moving,
I: Stand alone
M: It's my crown, my world, my throne

R: Rugged and rough that's how I do it
A: Allah who I praise to the fullest
K: Keep it moving,
I: Stand alone
M: It's my crown, my world, my throne

[Verse 3]
Ay yo, we toast to that, it's the cat that broke backs
To a soul slap, a smoke a track, how dope is that
Poet for rap, wrote backs that most slack,
That know rap before they turned coke to crack
To my dogs hearin' sirens on and firearms
Outcome die in wars or behind iron bars
The boulevard, tire frauds when I evolve
Try and rob, my dialogue, I am God
Chicks moan just to get next to my throne
And sniff my cologne and get Ra alone
Sex spot's at home, I'm testosterone
Caress spots, stress drops, bedrock's the bone
Hit the floor, it's hot for 2003
Hit's galore, who rock a style as wild as me
Rest assure, when I rock dance crowds and scream
Bis-Mi-Allah A-Rahman A-Rahim it's the

R: Rugged and rough that's how I do it
A: Allah who I praise to the fullest
K: Keep it moving,
I: Stand alone
M: It's my crown, my world, my throne

R: Rugged and rough that's how I do it
A: Allah who I praise to the fullest
K: Keep it moving,
I: Stand alone
M: It's my crown, my world, my throne

R: Rugged and rough that's how I do it
A: Allah who I praise to the fullest
K: Keep it moving,
I: Stand alone
M: It's my crown, my world, my throne

R: Rugged and rough that's how I do it
A: Allah who I praise to the fullest
K: Keep it moving,
I: Stand alone
M: It's my crown, my world, my throne

R: Rugged and rough that's how I do it
A: Allah who I praise to the fullest
K: Keep it moving,
I: Stand alone
M: It's my crown, my world, my throne

R: Rugged and rough that's how I do it
A: Allah who I praise to the fullest
K: Keep it moving,
I: Stand alone
M: It's my crown, my world, my throne
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America - Amber
The boy cried out
Gaily on the ground
At the joy
Of something he had found

Aw, come on children, get your heads back together
Aw, come on children, get your heads back together
Alisha's Attic - Army Of Fools
(Poole/Martin/Poole)

Losing my senses
When you look at me
I think that you feel it too
But you're playing hard to get with me
Sometimes I'm wise
And sometimes otherwise
Why s
Janet Jackson - 70's Love Groove 
Hey baby, just let me do all the work
Wait, let me put this record on
Mmm, I like that
Tonight you're all mine, mmm
Afros, incense, and black lights
Love beads, mood rings and candle li
Peter, Paul & Mary - 75 SEPTEMBERS
In the year of the yellow cab
In the shadow of the great world war
The third kid grandmom had
Came into this world
On a rolling farm in Maryland
When Wilson was the President
And sum