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Yeah, Rah Digga.. Flipmode, Outsidaz. Shit tight, down to the coochie. Yeah, check it. . [And I] And I say what's tight. cause a sista write rhymes all day and all night.
[Rah Digga]. This is a story.... But not really a story. It's just some freestyle shit. My name is Rah Digga, and this here is Tha Outsidaz. My niggas, tell em.
Yeah, Rah Digga.. Flipmode, Outsidaz. Shit tight, down to the coochie. Yeah, check it. . [And I] And I say what's tight. cause a sista write rhymes all day and all night.
I give you everything. 'Til songs of freedom come and take me for a little ride. Walkin' by in my lonely dreams. You say you feel forgotten well I'm sorry I haven't waken.
I don't know where I'm goin'. But I got no reason to fear. I'm gonna roll with the changes. I'm gonna play it by ear. . I'm improvisin' as I go along.
Would you give me a beat?. Beat go. . The bells, the bells, the bells, the bells, and. The bounce, the bounce, the bounce, the bounce,. And the bells, the bells, the bells, the bells, and the beat.
Let me be the preacher. Let me be the preacher. Let me be the preacher. Let me be the preacher. . Following the leader. Following the leader. Following the leader.
Think it over one more time. Think it over one more time. Can't you see that you were meant for me. So think it over one more time. . Tell me that you changed your mind.
Leurs cauchemars sont nos rêves,. leurs peurs sont nos espoirs. Dès que nos tempos résonnent ils sont. dans le brouillard. Je dédicace ce couplet à tous les.
This is a new kind of Music Style. Put a trash on a Ragamuffin Irie. Here comes the new F.F.F. party. Like it or not, it comes right through our. belly.
There'll Be A Change In The Weather And A Change In The Scene. How Is That?. I'm Gonna Start Wearin' Leather And Change My Routine. I'll Wear Dark Glasses Maybe A Toupee.
Now it's been something seeing you again. In this time we've had to spend. You've been so good to be around. I thank you for that special thrill. Keep me going on until.
Just got back from Paris France. All they do is sing and dance. All they got is romance. What a tragedy. . Every boulevard has lovers. Every lover's in a trance.
The night is getting on, the band is getting show. The crowd is almost gone and here we are still dancin'. Nothing to do but waltz. Our feet can barely move, my legs are yellin'"Whoa".
When I was young, my Dad would say. Come on Son let's go out and play. Sometimes it seems like yesterday. And I'd climb up the closet shelf. When I was all by my-self.
The change was quite subtle and the mood low key. The sky was overcast, you could hardly see. And the creatures all boogied to a different frequency. The day finger pickers took over the world, yea.
How long will this go on, this pain and emptiness?. I only wan't to see you smiling, i want to be free from all of this.. Another moment on from the freedom i dreamt so long about for you and i.
The biggest lie I ever told was when I said. "I don't love you no more". The biggest fake you'll ever know. Sometimes I feel it's everything I don't show.
a fist through the wall never solved anything. it just worried mom. just like the bullets down the barrel of growing up. . this must be home where mothers abandon their young.