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I.L.Y. - Sofa

"REF: I love you, I do in every way, in every way - every day, girl! STUB: Lies, lies, lulabies.. Stop lying girl, 'coz you keep on lyin'! 1. What's the problem girl, what's goin' on in your world! Are"

N.Y. Electric - Aesop Rock

"I cut the ropes, breathe fresh puddles of pigeon blood and smoke Load bazooka, scope the culprit hulks over a broken hookah Got rebel camps with siphons amped to cookie cut the wattage Electric ilk NY"

King of N.Y - Fat Joe

"An' bamba clad boy feel dem bobbin try an' test now! Is that? Cut off dem blood-clot nigga don't give a fuck! Watta feel like? Don't know how to kill? Uh-uh.. Saya, Saya!! What is it Khalid, what is"

K.Y.N. - Warhead

"my apartment's 'round the block downtown there's not much you've got it was my last day at work don't ask me if it does hurt I've got to walk 'cause they damaged my car last week at a slutty bar oh, the"

Y.B.E. (Remix) - Prodigy Of Mobb Deep

"(Bars-n-Hooks) Startin' wit' us, through this take over we lockin' down the sound Hip Hop's makeover, we breakin' the rules and changin' the game We ain't yo QB regulars, we breakin' to change We the most"

Y.B.E. - Prodigy Of Mobb Deep

"(Prodigy) .. much more than you asked So many years and tears, the blood and sweat that fell Now it speak for itself I be the same nigga.. (get rich nigga) Uh-huh, get yours nigga, get yours nigga.. We"

Y.B.E - Mobb Deep

".. much more than you asked So many years and tears, the blood and sweat that fell Now it speak for itself I be the same nigga.. (get rich nigga) Uh-huh, get yours nigga, get yours nigga.. We take yours"

L.Y.D - Neverstore

"Tired of her friends back home, Waiting for good days to come, Living life after a map.. She took of, she had enough, broken dreams were all there was Now she's out there on her own I wonder where"

N.Y.C. - Half-A-Mill

"uh, Half-A-Mill, Brooklyn Yea, New York city, Manhattan, Queens Where we from son? (Chorus: Half-A-Mill) We from New York City, New York City Grimey, thug gritty, New York City I'm from New York City,"

C-O-U-N-T-R-Y - Joe Diffie

"I ain't never hauled hay in the trunk of my car, But I drunk a little shine from a mason jar. I know how to work and how ta have fun, I'm a good-timin', blue-collar, son-of-a-gun I like monster trucks,"

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