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Kollide

Swiss beats DC Destiny Child Slim Thug You need to stop playing ?round With all them clowns and the wangstas Good girls gotta get down with the gangstas

Check it out ya'll, ch-ch-check it out ya'll 2-2 Live Crew, 2 li-2 li-2 li-2 Live Crew Fresh-fresh-fresh Kid Ice, tre-tre-Treach Dee Jay Bro-brother Marquis

Last time I checked B K was the hood Last time I checked Bankhead was the hood Last time I checked Harlem was the hood But them rappers don't live there

Yo I'm a freak. I'm so unique. I'm rockin' dubs on my Honda Civic. My woofers woof, my tweeters tweet. I've got a different ride for every day of

[Music: Edlund/Hanner / Lyrics: Wenngrenn] One thousand questions searching answers A silent laughter from the other side I am trying to master the madman

I gotta lose weight, I, I swallow honey Is my stand up show still, still, still that funny Am I back for good, I said that I, said that I would be She

The life you led had you in chains Losing the touch There's no controlling your mind Forever grieving in your heart The mysteries you hide contribute

And I know you know, it should be me that's holding you And I know that pride collides with beauty And I know you know, it should be me that's touching

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