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Heather B

don't you roll a "L" And make it spiffy are the "L"s twisty oh yes lets get lifty Long lived the rugged female Heather B. So all you gun waving niggas

, what will you do Record companies don't know, when you do, buy two They're killin hip-hop with ease And I hate those damn cd's Now let's talk about the birds and Heather B

you figure Them grimy niggaz from the bad block that's my kinda nigga! [Heather B] What? No doubt no doubt, whattup? (Firing Squad!) Firing Squad (Heather B

all night and it feels so tight Steady Rockin' till the morninglight DJ's spinnin' all that song till morn' Steady Rockin', ohohoh [Verse 1: Heather B

[Dedicated to A. M. Klein (1909-1972)] Hurt once and for all into silence. A long pain ending without a song to prove it. Who could stand beside you

I found a rock at the end of my rainbow, While searchin' for my pot of gold. Well, I found a rock at the end of my rainbow, An' I'm tryin' to find my

I took a trip On a gemini spacecraft And I thought about you I passed through the shadow of jupiter And I thought about you I shot my spacegun And boy

I think of Venus sinking down into the sea And what it is to be alone and have nothing I don't know why you want to leave this space between Is it easier

It gets inside you like the sun It makes you wet just like the rain It makes you sound so sentimental It's a lovely kind of pain I used to dream I used