For The Ladies (interlude)

Fuck Them

Method Man:. Yo, yo, yo, yo. Fuck you. . Chorus: 2x. What you wanna be when you grow up. You wanna be thugs. You wanna be pranksters. You wanna sell drugs.

Friday

Friday nigga. What's the word?. You got something for me. I'ma see you in 2 seconds. Right, yo pull my Rover on the side. Right there man police coming man.

Forecast

Turn me up (feel me like) let me get a feeling of who love me. And who I love (that's what it's all about though). You understand?. First you got to know how to move (the forecast calls for...).

Freedom

I got my headphones on. I am running real fast. I am just trying to find. A little bit of freedom. I got my headphones on. I am running real fast. I am just trying to find.

Father

To my pops ... Know that I'll be there for you. Cuz you made me the man that I am and that's true. Perhaps u might be forgotten or under estimated. But your presence in our life is the most anticipated.

Fleece

Frankenstar

We the fans. Hopin they would be open. Tinted glass. Behind that tinted glass. Crowd waiting in limbo. Is that the limo?. But he dont give a damn. She dont give a damn.

Flavor Flav Cold Lampin'

Um lampin', um lampin', um cole cole lampin'. I got loowies boy, um not trampin. I just came from da-crib ya know. Um on da go-throw ya tank into metro.

First The Sheep Next The Shepherd

First the sheep, next the shepherd, chucks run amok multiplying. Like leopards, spots 'em up the long bomb's a record. A long shot, three minutes fifteen seconds, if I was cloned.

Final Count Of The Collision Between Us & The Damned

Fight The Power - Live

1989 the number another summer, get down. Sound of the funky drummer. Music hittin your heart, 'cause I know you got soul. Brothers and sisters. . Listen if youre missin yall.

Fight The Power (soul Power U2013 Who Stole This Soul)

1989 the number another summer (get down). Sound of the funky drummer. Music hittin' your heart cause I know you got soul. (Brothers and sisters, hey).

Fight The Power

1989 the number another summer (get down). Sound of the funky drummer. Music hittin' your heart cause I know you got soul. (Brothers and sisters, hey).

Fear Of A Black Planet

Man, you ain't gotta worry 'bout a thing. 'Bout your daughter, nah, she ain't my type. (But supposin' she said she loved me). Are you afraid of the mix of Black and White.

Forgive Me

Barely raised by my dysfunctional fam. Here I stand as a dysfunctional man. Quick temper, short fuse and pissed at God. Demons pullin' at my soul till it's ripped apart.

Final Judgement

One thing before the end. Remember where you fuckin stand. You've been rejected all this time. Don't lose your hope stand up and fight. . I've walked through fire in this life.

Flashback

Deadman PDM Project PDM. . The sattelite systems attractin the voices barcode. GPS and the radiation from your cellphone. Demon clones chromosomes and yet we all condone.

Fried Chicken: A Day In The Life

Fried Chicken, that's in a bucket. A side a cole slaw then I slurp it and suck it. Goes down smooth, just like my rhymes. Not like watchin a frenchie mime.

Find Rest

Verse 1. . Life as hit me like a, ton of bricks and I dont. Really know which way to turn. Never knew how much I, needed you until I. Had to live and learn.