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this world with a grain of salt
Jesus gave me a wake up call

"It's 3 a.m." she said, "Who are you, Matchbox 20?"
She said, "Are you getting rest?"
this world with a grain of salt
Jesus gave me a wake up call

"It's 3 a.m." she said, "Who are you, Matchbox 20?"
She said, "Are you getting rest?"
help you choose it (2x)

I'm so glad I got my website,
I ain't worried bout mtv,
I got 20 videos, buy 'em all on dvd,
I'm so glad I got my website,
and get me
We run dis city, you can't do nothin' wit me
It's young red ya'll, I'm rollin' somethin' sticky
You see them 20's, believe they worth three
on the operating table
Praying for Canibus to slice you from head to navel
You banned from TV, banned from CD's
Banned from DVD's and downloadable MP3s
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven
Twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, eighteen
Nineteen, twenty
sono Otto di Catania
3:I am Otto, I am Otto from Catania
1:suno rivatto roma ventianiva
2:son arrivato a Roma vent'anni fa
3:I came to Rome 20 years ago
When I was six I didn't think I'd ever see
Twenty-three
Now I'd give anything just to recall anything from
Twenty-three
By the time I'm thirty I
DVD?s clogged arteries and MP3?s, 
He?s got this antisocial mental brain disease. 
And I want to break him out, want to show him the world. 
Want
spending ends
Saying, "Gimme that Benz, 20 inch rims, and four TV's"
The snitch in the precinct saying
"He sell X, he sell techs, and he sell D"
The balla by
gettin' cash with it
Pretty face, slim waste, fat ass with it.
[CHORUS-Repeats]
(Trick Daddy) VERSE3: See I can tell by yo' smile
Girl you got yo' freak
my heart
And at peace within my mind?
When 20 summers fly, fly on by
Will I like what I am and who I am or will I even give a damn?
We focus time
to your DVD
You might've caught me on TMZ
Cameo tryna sue a nigga (fuck 'em)
'Cause I party hard like it's three of me
America's still abusing us
And 9/11
a knife
You can cut them with a knife

Two times two is twenty-two
Four times four is forty-four
When numbers get serious
They leave a mark on your
to myself in this academy of fear
Where am I going what am I doing here
But strangeways is all I got

Have you seen the headlines
Princess engaged
3
[Answering Machine]
Monday, ten fifty-three A.M.

[Voice on phone]
JD, it's me, Bree
Call me, babe
Havin' all them parties, us cats down here
[Answering Machine]
Monday, ten fifty-three A.M.

[Voice on phone]
JD, it's me, Bree
Call me, babe
Havin' all them parties, us cats down here
down when you hear the sound and you bump the beat.
Three sixty-five days a year, twenty-four a day, seven days a week.
Now when you're driving in your
the year of six and twenties three
An emperor of France shall rise who will be born near Italy 
His rule cost his empire dear, Napoleon his name shall be
seventeen wishing I was twenty one

Now I'm only twenty six
Feeling more like forty three
My hair lines disappearing
And I never get IDed
My clothes are out
Of his crimes, we tried to compile a list
Sellin' sexy DVD's of a Willy being kissed
Stealin' pensions on the old and infirm

Made a fortune sellin'
I'm trying to move 1 one brick, 2 brick, 3 bricks, four, more
I'm trying to move 5 bricks, 10 bricks, 20 bricks raw
(I smoke one ounce staring
won't always be safe here
But this is where we reign
Pull it tight to protect us
We might never sleep again

{Message received today at three twenty six
J. Elmo Fagg, founder and leader
Of the Blue Ridge Quartet
For twenty three years. Temple Records, LST 390
Planning to make a record?
We are
the year of six and twenties three
An emperor of France shall rise who will be born near Italy 
His rule cost his empire dear, Napoloron his name shall be