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"Uh, it's me (who?) Mos, the most beautiful, plain and unusual Black Star rockin' with that hot shit you're moving to Massively musical, that creeps into your tuner too The top of the dial shit, that you don't know my style shit It's what them Brooklyn niggaz stay on foul wit' No matter what the scene or surroundin' Yo, whether I'm on the grind or loungin' I'm live in any state I'm found in, Myself and all the niggaz that I'm down wit' This announcement gon' keep the ghetto bouncin' Where people find pleasure in measurements and ounces Midwest, big stress in small houses Down South slangin the twang that it's pronounced in, East on that foul shit, West, they straight clownin' Black Star got the shit they all get down wit' Don't tell me I'm new on the scene when I been around it (Mos Def) Well respsected on your block, I am the mojo worker with the hottest hand, I keep it cookin' like pots and pans, I know that haters got they plots and scams But they simply can't stop my clan It's mighty Mos and super Kwa, my man Black Star, my fam." wow. |
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On a total Celtic Frost kick right now.
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I'm on a queen binge. Can't get enough of them right now.
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One of my favorite Gilmour-Era Floyd tracks. |
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Pretty much one of the most uplifting songs I've heard. |
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