Lyrics from "Maneater" by Hall & Oates

She'll only come out at night
The lean and hungry type
Nothing is new, I've seen her here before
Watching and waiting
Ooh, she's sitting with you but her eyes are on the door
So many have paid to see
What you think you're getting for free
The woman is wild, a she-cat tamed by the purr of a Jaguar
Money's the matter
If you're in it for love
You ain't gonna get too far

(Oh here she comes)
Watch out boy she'll chew you up
(Oh here she comes)
She's a maneater
(Oh here she comes)
Watch out boy she'll chew you up
(Oh here she comes)
She's a maneater

I wouldn't if I were you
I know what she can do
She's deadly man, she could really rip your world apart
Mind over matter
Ooh, the beauty is there but a beast is in the heart

(Oh here she comes)
Watch out boy she'll chew you up
(Oh here she comes)
She's a maneater
(Oh here she comes)
Watch out boy she'll chew you up
(Oh here she comes)
She's a maneater

Ooh,
Oh here she comes
Here she comes
Watch out boy she'll chew you up
Whoa here she comes
(Watch out)
She's a maneater
Oh here she comes
(She's a maneater)
Ooh, she'll chew you up
(Oh here she comes)
Here she comes, she's a maneater
(Oh here she comes)
(Watch out)
She'll only come out at night, ooh
(Oh here she comes)
Here she comes
She's a maneater
(Oh here she comes)
(She's a maneater)
The woman is wild ooh
(Oh here she comes)
Here she come
Watch out boy, watch out boy
(Oh here she comes)
Oh, watch out, watch out, watch out, watch out
(Oh here she's comes)
Yeah yeah she's a maneater
(Oh here she comes)
(She's a maneater)
She's watching and waiting ooh
(Oh here she comes)
Oh she's a maneater

Quoted from 80smusiclyrics.com

Killah Priest verse from 'Bonus track' on "The Black Presidents Mixtape"

As the night then pass with darkness
my whole hood becomes the forest
cops are like prehistoric wolves and torontasaurus
move slow like the tarantula coming outta caucus
then I jet through my projects like a t-rex
squeeze techs at neanderthol then leap up the steps
with the black panther's claw I swing around realms
heart racing knowing I'm bound for jail
will I make it to the rooftop I don't know time will tell
It's rise well in this hood streets murderers dwell
Unidentified flying object come from a revolver's cartridge
niggas lying in the pavement face disfugured like they monsters
there's no honor amongst the thieves the killer the cops the feds
it's the grief fuffillah cause the blocks are dead
I reach for the nine millah the shots are spread
like webs from the widow's spider
feel the chills the from realest writer
with no heart
me on ink

Transcribed by Junior "True" Williams

Some lyrics from The Pharcyde's track, "Devil Music"

(Bootie Brown)
Early Saturday mornin I was cartoon gazin
slowly broke into the kitchen
to fill a bowl with some Raisin Bran
as I ran up and down the TV stations
I witnessed Indian Joe
getting tricked out of this nation
by a silly hillbilly
who laughed as the shit happened
Everything's the same
the game continued into rappin
Deception is at an all-time high
You give a piece of your soul
to receive some crumbs from the pie
But you know I keep on rappin til the break of dawn
even though it is my soul that I do not even own