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Touch My Soul: The Finest of Black Music, Vol. 13
Disc 1
01. Hard Knock Life
02. You Make Me Wanna...
03. Enjoy Yourself
04. Miami
05. The First Night
06. Half on a Baby
07. Nobody's Supposed to Be Here
08. You Bring Me Up
09. All the Places
10. Riding on My Jeep
11. Tonite
12. Da Booty
13. It's a Party
14. After 12, Before 6
15. Last Night
16. I'll Be Ready
17. Someone Loves You Honey
18. Only You
19. L-L-Lies
20. Once Upon a Time
Disc 2
01. Un-Break My Heart
02. Guess I Was a Fool
03. Be Careful
04. H.I.V.
05. A Rose Is Still a Rose
06. Pride
07. Underneath a Red Moon
08. The Story
09. Raise the Roof
10. So in Love With You
11. It's All About Me
12. Everything
13. I Care 'Bout You
14. Testify
15. Do You Wanna Be
16. Shepherd in the Storm
17. With Me, Part 1
18. Father
19. Only You
Question
What is it that everybody has
And some pirates and thieves try to take
Da Booty (and if you is a crook than you takin' it)
Da Booty (and if you got money you shakin' it)
Da Booty (come on everybody that's here, that's word
To Phife Dawg and my man Shaheed)
Da Booty (and if you is a crook than you takin' it)
Da Booty (and if you got money you shakin' it)
Da Booty (come on everybody that's here, that's word
To Phife Dawg and my man Shaheed)
I give my promise to all y'all to keep my shit hittin'
Half of y'all claim dog but now a light kitten
Flippin' on brothers just like Mary Lou Retton
Get off that ass and see what I'm settin'
Born with this inside, you just can't get it
This is the lethal pop and you have no weapon
Who is the native brother who keep asses steppin'
Make deep impressions and constantly be reppin'
When I was young I'd stretch gouch yo
Now I'm on Letterman, on the couch yo
The black thing with knives is called the back do'
Can't we be cool instead of being foul though
Ghetto child dreams of fast cars and fast dollars
Impressions of live sometimes makes ya holler
Scream all that devil shit and talk like a scholar
You dumb as a doorknob, and why do you bother
Phife Dawg puttin' the bite back in yours
Top dog, puttin' it up, flick his balls
MC from now til I get a frown
Shake that ass girl because you world renowned
Wake up, look at the sun, see the sights
Bull duke, you've got to die for your rights
MC's, y'all got to work for the mic
Zombies, do it from dusk to the night
Da Booty (and if you is a crook than you takin' it)
Da Booty (and if you got money you shakin' it)
Da Booty (come on everybody that's here, that's word
To Phife Dawg and my man Shaheed)
Da Booty (and if you is a crook than you takin' it)
Da Booty (and if you got money you shakin' it)
Da Booty (come on everybody that's here, that's word
To Phife Dawg and my man Shaheed)
Rock to the beat, yo it's never the same
Good girls usually got good game
Hot cats tearin' that ass out the frills
Block ass, you had no skills, that's the reals
Make this money without the friction
Take this honey, there goes your diction
Rappers better retreat, fix your joints
My whole crew got bumps on they points
Rumors being spread 'bout me and my click
We can't rock shows and our rhymes ain't shh
Might not've heard it, or maybe you have
Between me and you, they can kiss my ass
Used to get angry, used to get quite vexed
But say what you may, just cash my check
'Cause all I'm ever guilty of is going on tour
Doing shows galore, and bringin' it raw
Da Booty (and if you is a crook than you takin' it)
Da Booty (and if you got money you shakin' it)
Da Booty (and if you is a crook than you takin' it)
Da Booty (and if you got money you shakin' it)
Da Booty (and if you is a crook than you takin' it)
Da Booty (and if you got money you shakin' it)