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Topic: Donald J. Trump; Donald J. Trump’s Campaign Team; Donald J. Trump’s Transition Team; Donald J. Trump’s Administration; Former Members of Donald J. Trump’s Administration; Trump Family; Robert Mueller; Resistance
“Ridin'” by Chamillionaire feat. Krayzie Bone

[Chorus]
They see me rollin
They hatin
Patrolling they tryin to catch me ridin’ dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin’ dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin’ dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin’ dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin’ dirty
My music so loud
I’m swangin
They hopin that they gonna catch me ridin’ dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin’ dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin’ dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin’ dirty
Tryin to catch me ridin’ dirty

Police think they can see me lean
I’m tint so it ain’t easy to be seen
When you see me ride by they can see the glean
And my shine on the deck and the TV screen
Ride with a new chick, she like hold up
Next to the play-station controller is a full clip and my pistola
Turn a jacker into a coma
Girl you ain’t know, I’m crazy like Krayzie Bone
Just tryin to bone ain’t tryin’ to have no babies
Rock clean as hell so I pull in ladies
Laws on patrolling you know they hate me
Music turned all the way up until the maximum
I can speak for some niggas tryin to jack for some
But we packin’ somethin’ that we have
And um will have a nigga locked up in the maximum
Security cell, I’m grippin’ oak
Music loud and tippin’ slow
Twin steady twistin’ like hit this dough
Police pull up right behind and it’s in his throat
Windows down gotta stop pollution
CD’s change niggas like who is that producing?
This the Play-N-Skills when we out and cruisin’
Got warrants in every city except Houston but I’m still ain’t losin’

[Chorus]

I been drinkin’ and smokin’ holdin’ shit cause a brother can’t focus
I gotta get to home ‘fore the po po’s scope this big ol’ Excursion
Swerving all up in the curve man
Nigga been sippin on that Hennessey
And the gin again is in again we in the wind
Doin’ a hundred while I puff on the blunt
And rollin’ another one up, we livin like we ain’t givin’ a fuck
I got a revolver in my right hand, 40 oz on my lap freezing my balls
Roll a nigga tree, green leaves and all
Comin’ pretty deep, me and my dogs
I gotta get back to back streets
Wanted by the six pound and I got heat
Glock glock shots to the block we creep creep
Pop Pop hope cops don’t see me, on a low key
With no regards for the law we dodge em like fuck em all
But I won’t get caught up and brought up on charges for none of y’all
Keep a gun in car, and a blunt to spark,
But well if you want, nigga you poppin dark
Ready or not we bust shots off in the air Krayzie Bone and Chamillionaire

[Chorus]

Do what you thinkin’ so, I tried to let you go
Turn up a blink of light and I swang it slower
A nigga upset for sure
‘Cause they think they know that they catchin’ me
With plenty of the drink and ‘dro
So they get behind me tryin to check my tags,
Look at my rear-view and they smilin’
Thinkin’ they’ll catch me on the wrong well keep tryin’
Cause they denyin’ is racial profiling
Houston, TX you can check my tags
Pull me over try to check my slab
Glove compartment gotta get my cash
Cause the crooked cops try to come up fast
And been a baller that I am I talk to them,
Giving a damn bout not feeling my attitude
When they realize I ain’t even ridin’ dirty
Bet you’ll be leavin with an even madder mood
I’mma laugh at you then I’mma have to cruise
I’m in number two on some more DJ Screw
You can’t arrest me plus you can’t sue
This a message to the laws tellin’ them WE HATE YOU
I can’t be touched or tell ’em that they shoulda known
Tippin’ down, sittin’ crooked on my chrome
Bookin’ my phone, tryin’ to find a chick I wanna bone
Like they couldn’t stop me I’m about to pull up at your home and it’s on

[Chorus: x2]

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Topic: Donald J. Trump; Trump Family; Vladimir Putin; Russia; Donald J. Trump’s Campaign Team; Donald J. Trump’s Transition Team; Donald J. Trump’s Administration; Republicans; Republican Party; Fox News; Donald J. Trump’s Lawyers; Donald J. Trump’s Lawyers’ Lawyers; Nazis

Tiny Toon Adventures theme song by Cast from Tiny Toon Adventures

We’re tiny, we’re toony
We’re all a little looney
And in this cartoony
We’re invading your TV

We’re comic dispensers
We crack up all the censors
On Tiny Toon Adventures
Get a dose of comedy

So here’s Acme Acres
It’s a whole wide world apart
Our home sweet home, it stands alone
A cartoon work of art

The scripts were rejected
Expect the unexpected
On Tiny Toon Adventures
it’s about to start

They’re furry, they’re funny
They’re Babs and Buster Bunny
Montana Max has money
Elmyra is a pain

Here’s Hamton and Plucky
Dizzy Devil’s yucky
Furrball’s unlucky
and Go-Go is insane

At Acme Looniversity
We earn our toon degree
The teaching staff’s
Been getting laughs since 1933

We’re tiny, we’re toony
We’re all a little looney
It’s Tiny Toon Adventures
Come and join the fun.

And now our song is done!

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Topic: Donald J. Trump
Auxiliary Topic: Donald J. Trump; Donald J. Trump’s Campaign Team; Donald J. Trump’s Transition Team; Donald J. Trump’s Administration; Robert Mueller
“Insane in the Brain” by Cypress Hill

Who you tryin’ ta mess with ese?
Don’t you know I’m loco?

To da one on da flam
Boy it’s tough

I just toss that ham in the fryin’ pan
Like spam
It’s done when I come in
Slam
Damn, I feel like the Son of Sam
Don’t make me wrek ya hectic
Automatic got me goin’ like Gen’ral Electric
Damn
The lights are blinking I’m thinking
It’s all over when I go out drinking
Oh
Makin’ my mind slow,
That’s why I don’t fuck wit da big four-oh
Bro
I got ta’ maintain
‘Cause a nigga like me is goin’ insane

Insane in the membrane
Insane in the brain!

Insane in the membrane
Insane in the brain!

Insane in the membrane
Insane in the brain!

Insane in the membrane
Insane in the brain!

Do my shit undercover
Now it’s time for for the blubber
Blabber
To watch dat belly get fatter
Fat boy on a diet
Don’t try it
I’ll check your ass like a looter in a riot
Much too fast like a sumo slammin’ dat ass
Leavin’ your face in the grass
You know
I don’t take a chulo
Lightly
Bitch just jealous ’cause he can’t outwrite me
So kick that style, wicked
Wild
Happy face nigga never seen me smile
Whip dat mainframe
I’ll explain
A nigga like me is goin’ insane

Insane in the membrane
Insane in the brain!

Insane in the membrane
Insane in the brain!

Insane in the membrane
Insane in the brain!

Insane in the membrane
Insane in the brain!

Like Louie Armstrong
Play the trumpet, I’ll hit dat bong
And break ya off somethin’ soon
I got ta get my props
Cops
Come and try ta’ snatch my crops
These pigs want to blow my house down
Head underground
To the next town
They get mad when they come to raid my pad
And I’m off in the night deuce Cad
Yes I’m the pirate
Pilot
Of this ship if I get wit’ the ultraviolet dream
Hide from the red light beam
Now do you believe in the unseen
Look
But don’t make ya’ eyes strain
A nigga like me is goin’ insane

Insane in the membrane
Insane in the brain!

Insane in the membrane
Insane in the brain!

Insane in the membrane
Insane in the brain!

Insane in the membrane
Insane in the brain!

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