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The Jam Scrape Away

need for love, it's just hate, hate, hate But I look at you shaking and it is you Who is scraping away, you who is scraping away

need for love it's just hate, hate, hate. But I look at you shaking and it is you - who is scraping away You who is scraping away

raw Clap....... thats the bird-call If the cops are comin, get to hop n runnin Quick and drop that onion, ain't no stoppin youngin Put away that

meantime, put your digits down And the next time I see ya I'm going to town" Stepped away from the freak, it was a quarter to nine When I rolled to the jam

Clap....... thats the bird-call If the cops are comin, get to hop n runnin Quick and drop that onion, ain't no stoppin youngin Put away that herb

(Gift of Gab) And I come like this (scratched) I've got a few things I wanna say (Gift of Gab) I'm gunnin', ya runnin away, do not stay 'cause the wrath

mixture selling llello Scrapping, car jackin', gun packin' I'm lacking everything, you can't imagine so I'm praying Rapping can get me up out this jam

by the tail If you got the fascination Touch it, touch it, touch it Make it red hot! Chorus: Wham bam - it was better than the first time Love jam -

(feat. Beanie Sigel) [Beanie Sigel] Damn how am I gonna say this shit? hey... hey dad, yeah it's your boy remember me? I wanna talk to you scrap I remember