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Tribute of the Year: A Tribute to Faith No More
Disc 1
01. Stripsearch
02. Midlife Crisis
03. We Care a Lot
04. Mouth to Mouth
05. The Gentle Art of Making Enemies
06. The World Is Yours
07. Everything's Ruined
08. Kindergarten
09. Malpractice
10. Absolute Zero
11. Be Aggressive
12. As the Worm Turns
13. Stripsearch
14. King for a Day
15. We Care a Lot
Disc 2
01. Jizzlobber
02. Edge of the World
03. A Small Victory
04. We Care a Lot
05. Blood
06. Naked in Front of the Computer
07. Stripsearch
08. Midlife Crisis
09. Another Body Murdered
10. Why Do You Bother
11. Surprise! You're Dead!
12. Spirit
13. Digging the Grave
14. The Real Thing
15. Edge of the World
The champ is here
The champ is here
The champ is here
The champ is here (The Evil Genius)
The champ is here (Aha)
The champ is here(Yeah D-Block MotherFuckas)
The champ is here Kiss What ma niggas)
The champ is here

(Sheek) (Jadakiss)
Fuckin wit the champion (you already know)
(J-A-D-A, kiss the game goodbye)
You fuckin wit the champion (you already know)
Niggas know the champ is in here
He took it from crack to rap, now he put out two anthems a year
And I just wanna rock for a century
And then chase the book wit the documentry
If you can't do nothing other than flow
Life's a bitch like the mother from blow, lets go
Don't make me put your heart on your lap
Fuck ridin a beat nigga, I parallel park on a track
Hop out looking crispy, fresh and new
In a six but it's a BM and its Pepsi blue
And I don't know you
But I know a man becomes a man from all the shit that he go through
Y'all ain't fuckin wit Jason
After I cash in there's really no justification
Of how I'm gon change tha game
So don't get outta line cause this little nine will change your frame
Motherfucka, aha
The champ is here
The champ is here
The champ is here
The champ is here
Y'all never gon touch the kid (kiss of death)
They gon have to get me at the top
Y'all never gon touch the kid (gangsta kiss)
No love this time nigga, kiss of death
Yo I ain't got time to be up here lyin to you
Just make sure y'all niggas feel what we tryin to do
If I fuck up then it's on me
Besides that it is what it is and that's what it just gon be
Blowin my purple, wish you would go in my circle
If you know my record is clean, you know I'ma merk you
I live like a warrior do
Without screamin true story, niggas know my story is true
The cribs, the cars, the jury, the spots I got
The money that pass my hand and the rocks I chop
The ammo, the artillery, the knifes I bought
Waking up sore the next day from fights I fought
In the hood cuz I fuck wit the thugz
Tryin to figure out, why the money never added up to the love
Gun in my waist, dutch in my hand
And I don't do a lot of talkin, I listen as much as I can
The champ is here (aha)
The champ is here (yea)
The champ is here (that's right)
The champ is here
Fuckin wit the champion (you already know)
(J-A-D-A, kiss the game goodbye)
You fuckin wit the champion (you already know)
Y'all never gon touch the kid (kiss of death)
They gon have to get me at the top
Y'all never gon touch the kid (gangsta kiss)
No love this time nigga, (tell em kiss)
The champ is here
The champ is here
The champ is here
The champ is here