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Between the Lines: Sara Bareilles Live at the Fillmore (Sara Bareilles) · Between the Line: Sara Bareilles Live at Fillmore [DVD] (Sara Bareilles) · Between the Lines: Sara Bareilles Live at the Fillmore (Sara Bareilles) · Bottle, Bottle (Jim Ed Brown) · Sara & Maybelle Carter (Sara & Maybelle Carter) · Che Sara: Greatest Hits (José Feliciano) · Sara (Mind the Gap) · Che Sara [Bonus Tracks] (José Feliciano) · E Che Mai Sara (Spagna) · Sara Watkins (Sara Watkins) – and 90 other albums »


I killed Sara V.
Rest in peace. We loved her dearly.
I woke up, and there was she,
Standing low and limp before me.
And I reached to find
River
To the abandoned old prison down by Adrie Hill
Where the air smelled like snakes and we'd shoot with our pistols
But empty pop bottles was all we
the Green River
To the abandoned old prison down by Aidrie Hill
Where the air smelled like snakes and we'd shoot our pistols
Oh, but empty pop bottles is
River
To the abandoned old prison down by Adrie Hill
Where the air smelled like snakes and we'd shoot with our pistols
But empty pop bottles was all we
River
To the abandoned old prison down by Airdrie Hill
Where the air smelled like snakes and we'd shoot with our pistols
But empty pop bottles was all
To an abandoned old prison down by Atry Hill
Where the air smelled like snakes and we'd shoot with our pistols
But empty pop bottles was all we would kill
down by Gadry Hill
Where the air smelled like snakes, we'd shoot off pistols
Ahh, but empty pop bottles is all we would kill

And daddy won't me take me
River
To the abandoned old prison down by Adrie Hill
Where the air smelled like snakes and we'd shoot with our pistols
But empty pop bottles was all we
to relate
This ain't up for discussion it's not a topic for debate
Entrepreneurs that want to bottle up the hate 
And slap a label on the glass so hard
crank it
Mix it up, I bet we drink it,
Don't worry, know what we doin'
Head home when the sun starts moving
No sleep gotta get to work quick
Good Lord
again
Poppin' bottles, cuttin' up, livin' life to the end

So lean low, if you feelin' like I'm feelin', let's go
Got a cup, throw it up, now hit the flo'
again
Poppin' bottles, cuttin' up, livin' life to the end

So lean low, if you feelin' like I'm feelin', let's go
Got a cup, throw it up, now hit the flo'
[Intro: Sara + (Trackmasters)]
(It's on fire tonight) What we gonna do tonight
(It's on fire tonight) What we gettin into tonight
What we gonna do
stripped of its blankets, comforters, pillows and sheets,
But I might have to peel off all my skin to remove your scent in order to sleep.

I had my highs
[RZA]
Yo, yea check it...yo, yo yo yo
Yo, if you think you can fuck wit the Wu Clan
Get ya nose swolled up like Toucan
If you think you can fuck
Yo, yeah check it, yo, yo, yo, yo

Yo, if you think you can fuck wit the Wu Clan
Get ya nose swollen up like Toucan
If you think you can fuck wit
Bring a change of clothes, just in case it's all groovy
Watch when I see you, I miss you a lot yo
How about a night cab, maybe a bottle of mo
So V can
lips off
FEDS grabbed her up, now I heard they found her 
stabbed up with a pitch fork
It's '99, niggas is rich in New York
so we still livin'...I don't
swearing all up and down, you woke up like this
Oh yeah you’re flawless I get it, you’re very known in your city
And run your mouth by the minute and for
recruitment.
It felt like Kent State the way they targeted the students,
I galloped off whistling "Ohio."
The rest of them, stuck doing stand up at a cricket
butt-naked
I made a vow to my creator and I won't break it

[ Chorus ] (sung w/ adlibs by Chino*)
So many tears I've cried *I've cried
So much pain inside
out the bumper jack
Stripped his shit and left it sittin on bricks
Fool-ass fag was in a hell of a fix
He was ready to leave the house
So I crept up