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Dancing With The Stars
No one knows who we are. No one came quite this far. Hold my hand as we start. Hear the sounds with your heart. . You're coming with me. You're coming with me.
Old School Rules
[Talib Kweli]. One two three, in the place to be!. MF Doom, Talib Kweli, ah here we go. On born days, I used to blow out the candles; and every Saturday.
Don't Do Drugs
They call me mister hustler.. See me around the way every day.. The smoke juggler, the coke bubbler. You know.. I'll getcha high if you gimme your dough. I'm only trying to get you to put your nose three feet deep in the snow..
Naughty Naughty
Let's get naughty. Let's get naughty naughty. . Come a little closer, baby, it's all right. Maybe we can start a little fire tonight. Pull the shades, lock the door.
Dancing With Myself
On the floors of Tokyo. Or down in London town to go, go. With the record selection and the mirror reflection. I'm dancing with myself. . When there's no one else in sight.
Dancing In The Street
Callin' out around the world. Are you ready for a brand new beat?. Summer's here and the time is right. For dancin' in the streets. . They're dancin' in Chicago.
No Names (black Debbie)
Well, Debbie thinks this is all about her biological clock. And I stopped screaming long enough to tell you that?. Huh, no, no, no, no, no, the other Debbie, Debbie, the teacher?.
Dance, Dance
She says she's no good. With words but I'm worse. Barely stuttered out, "A joke of a romantic". Or stuck to my tongue. . Weighed down with words. Too over-dramatic.
Mince Meat
The villain ain't rhymin' off cred alone. Let him get some cognac, a mic and a headphone. Smoke the mirrors, caught her in the mix. Couldn't read the shorthand for mortars and bricks.
Cupid
[** feat. Philip Lawrence:]. . Her Heart Is Racing*. And The Room Is Heating Up. And Her Eyes Are Glazing. But She Still Can't Get Enough. . The Beat Is Bumping Now Shes Blowing Up Blowing Up.
I Still Think About You
Lyin' all alone in bed. Crazy thoughts. Runnin' thru my head. Thinkin' about you. . Tryin' hard to let it go. My head says yes. But my heart says no. I wish I never had to choose.
Cum On Feel The Noize
Come on feel the noise. Girls rock your boys. We'll get wild, wild, wild!. Wild, wild, wild!. . So you think I got an evil mind,. I'll tell you honey.
El Chupa Nibre
Why did you buy this album?. I don't know why you did. You're stupid. Go *** yourself. . The super flow with more jokes than Bazooka Joe. A mix between Superfly Snuka and a superhoe.
Crosshairs
The fat is in the fire, a fryer made of chicken wire. Gettin' sick and tired of a friggin' liar. Pelican with some very soft mangoes. A closet full of skeletons and terry cloth Kangols.
Cry Me Out
I got your emails. You just don't get females now, do you?. What's in my heart. Is not in your head, anyway. . Mate, you're too late. And you weren't worth the wait, now were you?.
Cry Baby
Yeah, let me hold you. Don't cry baby. . If this makes you cry, girl, I didn't mean it. Next time I should lie, the truth is inconvenient. I bet if you'd try, you could live without me.
Benzi Box
His name's Doom. They wonder just who is he but don't worry. Believe me he'll get busy when it comes to poetry. He's got plenty la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la.
Cruisin'
[** feat. Philip Lawrence:]. . Her Heart Is Racing*. And The Room Is Heating Up. And Her Eyes Are Glazing. But She Still Can't Get Enough. . The Beat Is Bumping Now Shes Blowing Up Blowing Up.
Creep
[** feat. Philip Lawrence:]. . Her Heart Is Racing*. And The Room Is Heating Up. And Her Eyes Are Glazing. But She Still Can't Get Enough. . The Beat Is Bumping Now Shes Blowing Up Blowing Up.
Basket Case
Ladies and gentlemen of the jury. We all lived through the 70's, the clothes, the music. The heartwarming but rarely amusing Ziggy cartoons. Now, later, who are we to look at these two.
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