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  1. Inertia Creeps - Massive Attack

     

     

    Recollect me darling raise me to your lips

    Two undernourished egos four rotating hips

    Hold on to me tightly I'm a sliding scale

    Can't endure then you can't inhale

    Clearly

    Out of body experience interferes

    And dreams of flying I fit nearly

    Surrounds me though I get lonely

    Slowly

     

    Moving up slowly

    Inertia keeps

    She's moving up slowly

    Slowly

    Moving up slowly

    Inertia creeps

    Moving up slowly

    She comes

    Moving up slowly

    She comes

    Moving up slowly

    Inertia creeps

    Moving up slowly

    She comes

    Moving up slowly

    Moving up slowly

     

    In my home no chrome as clear as

    See me now with my nearest dearest

    Been there when I'm over careering

    Room shifting is endearing

    Between us is our kitchen

    Would you found my irritant's itching

    Been here before

    Been here forever

     

    Moving up slowly

    Inertia keeps

    Moving up slowly

    Inertia creeps

    Moving up slowly

    Inertia keeps

    Moving up slowly

    She comes

    Moving up slowly

    Moving up slowly

    She comes moving up slowly

    Inertia creeps moving up slowly

     

    She comes

    I make no sound in my eidertown

    Awake I lie in the morning's blue

    Room is still my antenna in you

    Nylon burns the bedspread with two

    Gravity's zero see me stall

    I bounce off walls lose my footing and fall

    It can be sweet though incomplete though

    And the frames will freeze

    See me on all four's

    It's been a long time

     

    She comes

    She comes

    I want to x you

    She comes

    I want to x you

    She comes

     

    I caught your radio waves

    I caught your radio waves

    Will you take a string

    Say you string me along

    Say you string me along

    Say inertia creeps

    Inertia creeps and she comes

    Say she comes

    Say she comes

    Say she comes

    Say she comes

  2. Snoop Dogg - Tha Shiznit

     

    Poppin, stoppin, hoppin like a rabbit

    When I take the nina ross ya know I gota ta have it

    I lay back in the cut retain myself

    Think about the shit, and I'm thinkin wealth

    How can I makes my grip

    And how should I make that nigga straight slip

    Set trip, gotta get him for his grip

    as i dip around the corner, now i'm on a-nother

    mission, wishin, upon a star

    Snoop Doggy Dogg with the caviar

    In the back of the limo no demo, this is the real

    Breakin niggaz down like Evander Holyfield, chill

    to the next Episode

    I make money, and I really don't love hoes

    Tell ya the truth, I swoop in the Coupe

    I used to sell loot, I used to shoot hoops

    But now I, make, hits, every single day

    With, that nigga, the diggy Dr. Dre

    So lay back in the cut, motherfucker 'fore you get shot

    It's 1-8-7 on a motherfuckin cop

     

    Verse Two:

     

    Boy it's gettin hot, yes indeed it is

    Snoop Dogg on the mic i'm about as crazy as Biz

    Markie, spark the, chronic bud real quick

    And let me get into some fly gangsta shit

    Yeah, I lay back, stay back in the cut

    Niggaz try to play the D-O-G like a mutt

    I got a little message, don't try to see Snoop

    I'm fin to fuck a bitch, what's her name it's Luke

    You tried to see me, on the TV, youse a B.G.

    D-O-double-G, yes I'ma O.G.

    You can't see my homey Dr. Dre

    So what the fuck a nigga like you gotta say

    Gotta take a trip to the MIA

    And serve your ass with a motherfuckin AK

    You, can't, see, the D-O-double-G, cuz that be me

    i'm servin um, swervin in the Coupe

    The Lexus, flexes, from Long Beach to Texas

    Sexist, hoes, they wanna get witht his

    Cuz Snoop Dogg is the shit, beeeitch!

     

    Verse Three:

     

    Ahhhh, I'm somewhat brain boggled

    So I look to the microphone and slowly start to wobble

    Grab it, have it, stick it to the plug

    It's Snoop, Doggy, I got a got a fat dub

    Sack of the chronic in my back pocket loc

    Need myself a lighter so I can't take a smoke

    I toke everyday, I loc everyday

    With the P-O-U-N-D and my nigga Dr. Dre

    Lay back in the cut, like I told your ass

    Gimme the microphone and let me hit you with a blast

    I got a little cousin by the name of Daz

    And bitches who fuck him, gimme the ass

    Cuz they know about the shit that we be goin through

    And they know about the shit that I be puttin up

    And they be knowin bout the shit I do when I'm on the mic

    Cause Snoop Dogg is Trump tight like a virgin, the surgeon

    Is Dr. Drizzay, so lizzay, and plizzay

    With D-O-double-Gizzay the fly human being seein

    No I'm not European bein all I can

    When I put the motherfuckin mic in my hand, and

    You don't understand when i'm kickin

    Cuz Snoop is on the mic and I gets wicked, follow me

    Listen to me, cuz I do you like you wanna be done

    Snoop Doggy Dogg on this three two one, umm

    Dum, diddy-dum here I come

    With the gat and the guitar was strung, I'm

    not that lunatic nigga who you thought I was

    When I caught you slippin, I'm gon catch you then I peel your cap

    Snapped back, relax

    Ya better not be slippin with them deez on the '83 Cadillac

    So we gonna smoke a ounce to this

    G's up hoes down while you motherfuckers bounce to this

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