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Eleven Minutes Away · glee cast · The Glee Club · University of Pittsburgh Men's Glee Club · Sportsmen Glee Club · Fred Waring & the Glee Club · Gonzaga University Glee Club · Glee · Glee · The Sportsmen Glee Club – and 90 other artists »
Somebody To Love [Glee Cast Concert Version] (Glee) · Silly Love Songs [Glee Cast Concert Version] (Glee) · I Want To Hold Your Hand [Glee Cast Concert Version] (Glee) · Jessie's Girl [Glee Cast Concert Version] (Glee) · Loser Like Me [Glee Cast Concert Version] (Glee) · Lucky [Glee Cast Concert Version] (Glee) · P.Y.T. (Pretty Young Thing) [Glee Cast Concert Version] (Glee) · Raise Your Glass [Glee Cast Concert Version] (Glee) · Safety Dance [Glee Cast Concert Version] (Glee) · Ain't No Way [Glee Cast Concert Version] (Glee) – and 90 other albums »
in the pocket. Four minute mile dressing down by a friend, You haven't seen in a while, all comes to a head. With just one smile to say what is
the loyalty to royalty F*** the fortress Riddle me with glee, hoist the end all teleprompter above my sleeping head I'll be dead by morning anyway Color my
other He was hurting, I can see it, plenty tears, no Kleenex I stood by his side because that was my homie Gave him a hug, some of his brother's blood
cast by the sun In constant misery, I'm fear You want me,you need me, you have me, I'm yours Yes I know you've always loved me Call me now, between
Took four five shots when they rushed in your crib ?? Crack ya ribs, cops shot ya whip, You been chased by the pigs on a four year bid Crashed cars,
rushed in the crib Trey-five-seven cracked ya ribs, cops shot ya whip You've been chased by the pigs, sold the four year bid Crashed cars, still came out
To subatomic particles, strong enough to stop a bull Bodies slam, to oxygen, drop a mule Urinating rocket fuel, freestylin over gospel tunes Rhymes by
90059 be the zip, it be the zip I'm straight up out that East side, swangin' like ziplines A 4G outta rim top, automatic spit fire Yackin' a black
you can't hear the silence Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window, Seeing it but not being touched by it. * Words sometimes
flo' Now this ain't ya average old school My paint change faster than the cast of Road Rules My tires is skinny the rims wide and swole My sound system
of money. Like I say ol' Jack Johnson he was a pugilist, He was a pugilist by preference and by profession And one day ol' Jack came walkin' on down by