ms. fat booty

Yo, in she came with the same type game
The type of girl givin out the fake cell phone and name
Big fame, she like cats with big thangs
Jewels chip, money clip, phone flip, the six range
I seen her on the ave, spotted her more than once
Ass so fat that you could see it from the front
She spot me like paparazzi; shot me a glance
in that catwoman stance with the fat booty pants, Hot damn!
What's your name love, where you came from?
Neck and wrist blazed up, very little make-up
The swims at the Reebok gym tone your frame up
Is sugar and spice the only thing that you made of?
I tried to play it low key but couldn't keep it down
Asked her to dance she was like "Yo, I'm leavin now"
An hour later, sounds from Jamaica
She sippin Crys straight up, shakin, windin her waist up
Scene two: my fam throwin the jam
Fahreed is on the stand big things is in the plan
The brother Big Mu makes space for me to move in
Hey, this my man Mos, baby let me introduce; I turn around
Say word! You was the same pretty bird who I had priorly observed
tryin to play me for the herb (Yeah, that's her)
Shocked as hell she couldn't get it together
I just played it long and pretended I never met her
"How you feelin?" "Oh I'm fine." "My name is Mos." "I'm Sharice.
I heard so much good about you it's nice to finally meet."
We moved to the booth reserved for crew especially
And honey love ended up sittin directly next to me
I'm type polite but now I'm lookin at her skeptically
Cause baby girl got all the right weaponry
Designer fabric, shoes, and accessories
Chinky eyes, sweet voice is (fucking) with me mentally
We conversated, made a laugh, yeah you know me bro
Even though I know the steelo, she wild sweet yo
I'm bout to merc, I say peace to the family
She hop up like "How you gonna leave before you dance with me?"

[hook 2X - sung]
I know I can't afford this life
For a moment
That its too soon
To forget

[Mos continues speaking through sung hook]
She blew my whole head with that dude, I was like "What?"
I played it low though, I was like
"Yeah, aiight, c'mon then, let's go"
It's mad, the shit is so sick, I'm tell you
Yo, honey was so blazin, she was just..
Yo, she was like Jayne Kennedy, word bond
To my mother man, she was that ill man
She take me to the dance floor and she start whisperin to me

Yo, let me apologize for the other night
I know it wasn't right, but baby you know what its like
Some brothers don't be comin right
I understand, I'm feelin you
Beside, 'can I have a dance?' ain't really that original
We laughed about it, traced her arms across my shoulder blades
They playing lovers' rock, I got the folded fingers on her waist
He end my butt up like the Arizona summer song
Finished then she whisper 'honey, let's exchange numbers'
Scene three: weeks of datin late night conversation
In the crib heart racin, tryin to be cool and patient
She touched on my eyelids, the room fell silent
She walked away smilin singing Gregory Issacs
Like 'if I don't, if I don't, if I don't'
Showin me that tan line and that tattoo
Playin Sade, "Sweetest Taboo"
Burnin candles, all my other plans got canceled
Man I smashed it like an Idaho potato
She call my at my J.O., 'come now', I can't say no
Ginseng tree trunks, rockin the p-funk
Cocking her knees up, champion lover not ease up
Three months, she call 'I feel I'm runnin a fever'
Six months, I'm tellin her I desperately need her
Nine months, flu-like symptoms when shorty not around
I need more than to knock it down I'm really tryin to lock it down
Midnight we hook up and go at it
Burn a stogger, let her know, sweetheart I got to have it
She tellin me commitment is somethin she can't manage
Wake up the next morning, she gone like it was magic
Ahh damnit! This all Harrison Ford frantic
My 911 wasn't answered by my fly Taurus enchantress
Next week, who hit me up, I saw Sharice at the kitty club
With some banging ass Asian playin lay it down and lick me up
What!?

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i seen a man die

He greets his father with his hands out
Rehabilitated slightly, glad to be the man's child
The world is different since he's seen it last
Out of jail been seven years and he's happy that he's free at last
All he had was his mother's letters
Now he's home and he's gotta make a change and make it for the beddah
But he's black so he's got one strike against him
And he's young plus he came up in the system
But he's smart and he's finally makin' eighteen
And his goals to get on top and try to stay clean
So he's calling up his homie who dun came up
Livin' like this now they dealin' with the same stuff
And had that attitude that who he was was worth it
and with that fucked up attitude he killed his first mate
Now it's different he done did dirt
And realized killin' men meant comming up but it still hurt
And cain't nobody change this
It's ninteen-ninety-foe and we up against the same shit
*chorus* I nevah understand why
I could nevah seen a man cry, til i seen a man die

Imagine life at it's full peak
Then imagine lying dead in the arms of your enemy
Imagine peace on this earth when there's no grief
Imagine grief on this earth when there's no peace everybody's got a different way of endin' it
And when your number comes for service then they send it in
Now your time has arrived for your final test
I see the fear in your eyes and hear final breath
How much longeer will it be til it's all done?
Total darkness and ease be in all one
I watch him die and when he dies let us celebrate
You took his life, but your memory he'll never take
You'll be heade to another place
And the life you used to live will reflect in your mother's face

I hear you breathin' but your heart no longer sounds strong
But you kinda scared of dying so you hold on
And you keep on blacking out and your pulse is low
Stop trying to fight the reaper just relax and let it go
Because there's no way you can fight it but you'll still try
And you can try it til you fight it but you'll still die
Now your spirit leaves your body and your mind clears
The rigormortis starts to set, now you outta here
You start your journey into outer space
You see yourself in the light but you're still feeling outta place
So you standing in the tunnel of eternal light,
And you see the ones you never learn to love in life
Make the choice let it go but u can back it up
If you ain't at peace with God you need to patch it up
But if you ready close your eyes and we can set it free
There lies a man not scared to die, may he rest in peace
I still got to wondah why,
I never seen a man cry til I seen a man die
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more from sha-stimuli...

IS IT ME? PART 13
As much as this hurts me inside I have come to grips with the
fact that I do not look scary at all to strangers. I can have my
earphones in bopping to my music with the meanest of faces
on a dark New York street and some elderly Caucasian lady
will tap me on the shoulder and ask me for directions without
hesitation. I want to say “Don’t I look frightening? Why aren’t
you concerned that I’ll rob you Miss?”

But I never get it out, and this happens quite often to me. I have
been in the middle of conversations, or on the phone on the street
and some person that I know I could easily take down and steal
all their valuables just trusts in me to lead them on their path the
right way. My hoodie and attitude mean nothing to people and that
sucks.


I guess that’s why this retarded kid in the park the other day
decided he would throw his football at me and it would be cool to
initiate an impromptu game of catch with someone he’s never met
in his life. This kid had to be about 8 yrs old, his mother was either
watching from a distance or sent him over while she hid.

Anyway, here I was 4 minutes into it back and forth looking for an
out when it dawned on me that catch is just that…catch. You throw
and you catch, that’s it! There isn’t a score, no winner and no clock;
the game of catch isn’t a game at all. It has no end and I had no
way of finishing this torture other than running away from this
excited youngster who might’ve been alone in a park. Then I started
thinking maybe this was a prank and I was being filmed, or maybe
this was a test from God to see how patient I am or there could be
some beautiful, model Mom that wanted to know if I was a good
stepfather candidate and this was how she felt out potential partners.


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big brother

jay & 'ye

this is so rare in hip - a top 5 artist dedicating an entire
48 (bars) to another top 5 artist. "people never get the roses while
they could still smell 'em"....yep, 'ye did his thing.
* "hip hop" is actually a person
(but u try finding him online)

My big brother was B.I.G's brother
Used to be Dame and Bigs' brother
Who was Hip Hop brother
Who was No I.D friend
No I.D My mentor
Now let the story begin

Its the hard knock life tour Sell-out, picture
us in the mall Copping iceberg and yell out Jigga
Yea that's what we would yell out Yell out
You know the name dude I gotta spell out or tell bout
J-a-y an Ye so shy
he won't even step to his idol to say hi
Standing there like a mime Let the chance pass by
Back of my mind he could change your life
With all these beats I did at least let him hear it
At least you could brag to your friends back at the crib
But he got me out my mama crib
Then he help me get my mama a crib

Big brother was B.I.G's Brother
Used to be Dame and Bigs' Brother
Who was Hip Hop brother
Who was No I.D friend
No I.D my mentor
Now let the story begin
Let the story begin
If you feel the way I feel why don't you wave your hands

Fresh off the plane I'm off to Baseline
Nothing handed out I'm about to take mine
Around the same time of that BluePrint 1
Any beats in my pocket was that Blueprint form
I'd play my little song in that old back room
He would bob his head and say, damn, oh, that's you
But by the Black album I was blacking out
Party at S.O.Bs and we had packed the crowd
Big brother got his show up in Madison Square
And I'm like yea, yea we gon' be there
But not only did I not get a chance to spit it
Carleen told me I could buy two tickets
I guess big brother was thinking a little different
Kept little brother at bay, at a distance
Put everything I felt was more focused
Only made me more focused
Only wrote more potent
Only thing I wanna know is why I get looked over
I guess i'll understand when I get more older
Big brother saw me at the bottom of the totem
Now I'm at the top and everybody on the scrotum

hook

Have you ever walked in the shadow of a giant
Not only a client the presidito
Hola hovito
The game's getting foul so here's a free throw
I was always on the other side of the peep hole
Then I dropped Jesus Walks now I'm on a steeple
And we know New Jack City gotta keep my brother
But to be #1 I'm a beat my brother
On that diamond remix I swore I spazzed
Then my big brother came through and kicked my ass
Sibling rivalry, only I could see
It was the pride in me that was driving me
At the Grammies I said I inspired me
But my big brother who I always tried to be
When I kick a flow it was like, pick and roll
Cause even if he gave me the rock its give and go
I guess beans' style was more of a slam dunk
And my shit was more like a finger roll
but I had them singles though
And them hoes at the show gonna mingle yo.
Ya knowI told Jay I did a song with coldplay
Next thing I know he got a song with coldplay
Back in my mind I'm like damn, no way
Translate espanol No way Jose
Then I went and told J. Brown(?)
Should've known that was gon' come back around
Should've told you like a man should've told you first
But I told somebody else that's what made shit worse

My big brother was B.I.G's brother
So here's a few words from your kid brother
If you admire somebody you should go 'head and tell 'em
People never get the flowers while they could smell 'em
idol in my eyes, God of the game
Heart of the city, Rockafella chain
Never be the same, never be another
#1 young Hov also my big brother


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sunshine

like other artists featured on this bog,
lupe's a wordsmith of sorts. when hova dosen't
murder you on your own song, you're good.

Uh, Fresh to def she is

From her steps to the set she is

So "death" might not let me live, Ya dig

Fresh (uh huh), yes she is

Had a feeling that it would be a day like this

The orchestra in my mind don't play like this (naw),

But I'm prepared for it Got a lil rare for it

Brushed off my airs Even cut my hair for it

'Cause normally I don't care for it

Don't even be looking for like, like that

Then there go it

Yea right over there so I prepare the poet

Lil scared my stare lowered Momma said have no fear

Plus I'm already outta my chair

God love my airs on my square from here forward (?)

It's nothing right so here go it

Whisper in her ear "it's kinda crowded in here

Would she care to blow it" she said "yea"

[chorus]

You're my sunshine (you're my sunshine),

You're my moonlight (you're my moonlight),

You're the starry skies above me

won't you please come down and hug me,

Think I found love in this club tonight (Wowowowo)

Never met her before But I think I like her like a metaphor

It's hard to get in the car we sit

From the intro she rolled down her window just in case I was a skitzo

I compliment her on the common sense

I'm calm A lil more confident (Uh Huh)

And then we lose consciousness

She says "that I've been waiting for you"

And I know you've been chasing me too

since they kidnapped me from a castle I been thinking of you

I told her "fire breathing dragon he bet not harm me"

or he be sorry when he meets my one man army

And thou has come to rescue me

My knight in shining armor yes you be

Woken up by the horn of an SUV

I said "see, too beautiful to let you sleep"

[chorus]

Relationship is just 30 minutes long

It's kinda heavy maybe a lil strong

Gonna take much more than once

Can't trust what each of us say at least for a month

Or two before I bid you adieu

Do this one thing for me

outta the trillions of numbers that's in the world

Just leave me a few that lead to you

Won't be longing I see you in the morning

[chorus]

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safe sex

rubbergirl

ay...they got these new sensitive condoms...
they stick around & talk to the girl
after the guy leaves.
true story.
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uhhh, shoutout to finland

nokia n95:

5mp digi-camcorder (dont bend ure knees; just touch ure toes)
pda (keep track of hose)
8gb memory (drey 4gets shit)
n-gage gaming (for da kid)
mp3/mp4 player (hip hop hip hop)
web browser (dreysay & free mp3s)
cell phone (to call da hose)
all this for under $600 (cheap 4 a pimp)

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icandy monique(milf)

monique fuentes: hey dickie
drey: whats good b!tch?

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mona lisa

Well, it was one of those days --
not much to do
I was chillin downtown, with my old school crew
I went into a store -- to buy a slice of pizza
And bumped into a girl, her name was Mona -- what?
Mona Lisa (what?) *singing* Mona Lisa, so they named you..
YouknowhatI'msayin? So I said,
"Excuse me, dearmy gosh, you look nice!
Put away your moneyI'll buy that slice!"
She said, "Thanks - I'd rather a slice of you
I'm just kidding, but that's awfully nice of you"
The compliment showed she had a mind in her
And when I smiled (PING!) I almost blinded her
She said, "Great Scott! Are you a thief?
Seems like you have a mouth full of gold teeth
"Ha-ha, hah! Had to find that funny
So I said, "No child, I work hard for the money
And calling me a thief? Please! Don't even try it (Right!)
Sit down eat your slice of pizza, and be quiet"
She almost got cut short -- you know, scissored
She tried to disrespect WHO?! The Grand Wizard
Me! "Well what's your name, son?""MC Ricky D,"
but not to be so harsh I said to Mona Li-hee
"I'm.. sorry and I know that's low class (uhh, yeah)
Please sit, and tell me a little about your past"
She said, "Well I got courage, and I don't like porridge (uh-huh)
I've never been to college, but I've got crazy knowledge (uh-huh)
Over eighteen and my eyes are green (uh-huh)
I wear more gold than that man on A-Team (uh-huh, uh-huh)
Trim, slim, (yeah) and I'm also light skinned
Best believe Mona's a virgin"
A virgin?! Honey needed a slap
She tried to tell me she's a virgin -- with her yea wide gap
I said, "It don't matter, see, I'm not picky (word)
Let me spell my name out for you, it's Ricky:
R -- Ravishing I -- Impress
C -- Courageous; or careless
K -- for the Kangols which I've got
that I wear everyday and Y -- why not?
To fight's not right that I recite and I'm..
quite polite like Walter Cronkite
"Well, just about then, Trevor my friend came in
He said, "Hey Rick, don't you know playin
with these snakes is a sin?!?"
He grabbed me by my shirt and pulled me right out the store
He said, "I don't want to see you playin with these lowlifes no more!
Now come along, we have a party to attend
With some real mature women and some more of her friends
"He hailed down a cab and he waited for a minute
And as the cab came, he thrusted me in it!
And as we were leavin and drivin along
I could hear a melody as Mona sang a song
(excerpt from "Walk On By" [D. Warwick])

"If you see me walking down the street
And I start to cry.. each time we meet..
Walk on by.. walk on by..Foolish pride
That's all that I have left, so, let me hide
The pain and the hurt that you gave me
When you said goodbye..
You walked on by.."

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shakur & death

"pour out a lil' liquor", "how long will they mourn me"'
dude knew what was bout to go down.

(Tupac)
All my homies drinking liquor
Tears in everybody's eyes
Niggas cried to mourn a homies homicide
But I can't cry instead I'm just a shoulder
Damn, why they take another soldier
I load my clip before my eyes blurry,
don't worryI'll get them suckas
back before your buried (shit)
Retaliate and pull a 187
do real niggas get to go to heaven ?
How long will they mourn me,
bury me a muthafuckin 'G'
Bitch don't wanna die then
don't fuck with me
It's kinda hard to be optimistic
When your homies lying dead on the pavement twisted
Y'all don't hear me doe, I'm trying hard to make amends
But I'm losing all my muthafuckin friends
(damn) They should've shot me when I was born
Now I'm trapped in the muthafuckin' storm
How long will they mourn me ?

(Chorus)
I wish it would have been another
How long will they mourn me
How long will they mourn my brother
(Got them niggas all dead and shit)
How long will they mourn me
I wish it would have been another
(Nate Dogg)
How long will they mourn me
How long will they mourn my brother
(Gotta keep this shit goin' on, Yo Syke)

(Syke)
How long will they mourn me
Every muthafuckin' day homie
You stayed down when tha other niggas didn't know me
From my heart to the trigga you my fuckin' nigga
And things won't be the same without ya nigga
I remember kickin' back, you wanted to lack
And goin' half on a muthafuckin' hundred sack
Smokin' blunt after blunt and steady drinkin'
Hung around so much, you knew what I was thinkin'
Tell me Lord, why you take big Kato ?
So confused not knowing which way to go
I'm goin crazy and runnin' out of fuckin' time
I can't take it, I'm losin' my fuckin' mind
So day after day ride after ride
We'll hook up on the other side
Watch over your family and your newborn
Till we meet again homie
How long will they mourn me ?

(Chorus)

Rated R)
Damn a nigga tired of feeling sad
I'm tired of putting in work
I'm tired of cryin while watching my homies leave the earth
I know soon one day I'll be in the dirt
And my peoples'll be mournin'
When they get a call from the coroner
All niggas can say is that's fucked up
And get tossed up Reminiscing how we grew up
Rest and love to my nigga Kato
See you in the crossroads real soon
For now let me pour out some brew
I'll be always thinkin' of ya homie
Rest in peace
How long will they mourn me ?

Ya know life's a fuckin' trip
And everybody gotta go
But why the fuck it have to be my nigga Kato
Another nigga fell victim to the chrome
It's enough to make you crazy It's fuckin' with my dome
Ya only live once on this earth
A nigga had it bad, since the day of my mutahfuckin' birth
But niggas say they down and they always be my homie
But when a nigga goneHow long will ya mourn me ?

(Chorus)


Pour Out A Little Liquor lyrics
[2Pac]
Yeah
Pour out a little liquor for your homies nigga
This one here go out to my nigga Mike Coolie
(Light up a fat one for this one)
How you come up man?

I started young kickin dust and, livin rough
You watch you mouth around my mama you couldn't cuss man
I had a down ass homie though; we ran the streets
And on the scene at the age of fourteen, huh
I packed a nine and my nigga packed a forty-five
We drinkin forties, lil' shorties livin naughty lives
You couldn't stop us, long as I got my glock, FUCK the coppers
Hangin on the block, slangin rocks and makin profits
I couldn't fuck with the school life, I was a fool
I'll play that motherfucker for a tool man
Tonight'll be the night that's what we figurin
Hustlin in the rain felt no pain cause we drinkin
Playin them hoes like manure
First let my nigga fuck and then I fuck that's how we do it (ha ha!)
It's two niggaz comin up out the hood
livin life just as good as we could
But since a bitch can't be trusted
Hoes snitched to the po-lice, now my nigga's busted
The cops whoopin on my nigga in jail
tryin to get a motherfucker to tell
And couldn't nobody diss my nigga
Damn, I miss my nigga
Pour out a little liquor!

"My cousin died last year and I still can't let go"
This goes out to all you so called G's
Pour out a little liquor for your real motherfuckin partners
Don't let the drink get like that y'all, huh
Pour out a little liquorPour out a little liquor
What's that you drinkin on?

Drinkin on gin, smokin on blunts and it's on
Reminisce about my niggaz, that's dead and gone
Although they buried, sometimes my eyes still get blurry
Cause I'm losin all my homies and I worry
I got my back against a brick wall, trapped in a circle
Boxin with them suckers til my knuckles turn purple
Mama told me, "Son there'll be days like this"
Don't wanna think so -- I hit the drink and stay blitzed
We had plans of bein big time G's
Rolling in marked cars, movin them keys
And now I roll up the window, blaze up some indo
Get tore down for my niggaz in the pen, yo
Your son's gettin big and strong
and I'd love'm like one of my own, til you come home and
the years sure fly with the quickness
You do the time, and I'll keep handlin yo' business
That's the way it's supposed to be Homie,
if it was me, you'd do the shit for meHomie,
I can remember scrapin back to back
Throwin dogs on them suckers runnin up on this young hog
I hope my words can paint a perfect picture
And let ya know how much a nigga miss ya
Pour out some liquor!

"My cousin died last year and I still can't let go"
Look at youDrinkin got you where you don't
even give respect to your partners
Pour out some liquor nigga!
It ain't like that
Tip that shit over
Pour out a little liquor!
"My cousin died last year and I still can't let go" [4X]

This for my nigga MadmanDagz, Hood, Silk yeah
A little liquor for my homies y'allWe in this motherfuckin piece
YEAHPour out a little liquorYoung Queen,
YEAH
This one goes out to all my mack partners
Back in the motherfuckin
BayOaktown still in the motherfuckin house
(Pour out a little liquor)
My nigga Richie Rich, Gov'na(I don't care, Nighttrain, Henessey)
All my real motherfuckin partners
(Pour out a little liquor)And all my real partnas in Marin,
fuck you busta ass niggazYeah nigga, pour out a little liquor!!

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just like music

"i wish music could adopt me"...damn!!!

There's no doubt, no doubt, no doubt, uh
Worrdd up..Ahhh babyyy..
Just like music..
To relax my mind, so I can be free
And ab-sorb sound that keep me ground
Doin my thang, constantly with no worries
Peace to Keith Murray..
(just like music)
To keep me flowin and keep me goin
and keep me growin, and keep me the E from knowin
What happens out there, is not my concern
You wanna die it's not my turn
(just like music)
To do somethin to me like jump in the Mercedes
On the highway, doin over eighty
Without music baby..
(Oww! I'll go crazy.. just like music)
Make me call my homey on the phone
Like theres somethin new out, that got me in the zone
Just that feelin, got meI wish music can adopt me
(just like music)

[Chorus: Marvin Gaye]
Turn on some music, I got my music
Turn on some music, I got my music
Turn on some music, I got my music
Turn on some music, I got my music -
just like music


Put me in the mood with my woman
Got me in the ear, sayin sweet nothings
Make love come out the mouth, no frontin
Like all of a sudden,
(just like music)
Takin away your worries and cares
Any problems, music'll be right there
Together match yo, we a perfect pair
Is that true Marvin?
(Yeahhhhh! Music)
Yo, to get you to bang this
Body soul-snatcher, universal language
It be the light, so open up
This is it, what the fuck?
(just like music)
One fly tune
That have black and white vibe in one room
No confrontation, parlay all night
It's just the sensation
(just like music)


[Chorus][Marvin Gaye]
Music is the soul of the man
Music makes a, happy day
Music makes a, cloud flow by baby
Your music is my tears in-side my eyes
(just like music)
Your music makes me want to sing
Girl music, is a joy to bring
(just like music)
Music is my heart and soul,
more precious than gold
(Turn on some music, I got my music)
Happiness for days, justice all the way
(Turn on some music, I got my music)
I love your music baby
(I got my music)
(Turn on some music, I got my music - just like music)
Hey (la-da-da-da-daaaa-dah-dah-dahh)
doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Turn on some music
(la-da-da-da-daaaa)
turn on some music
Just like music
(la-da-da-da-daaaa-dah-dah-dahh)
doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Turn on some music
(la-da-da-da-daaaa)
turn on some music
Just like music
(la-da-da-da-daaaa-dah-dah-dahh)
doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Turn on some music
(la-da-da-da-daaaa)
turn on some musicJust like music..
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hear here
eric sermon - music

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