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Albums:

Dot Dot Dash Something or Other Dot [EP] (The Casket Lottery) · Dot Dot Dash Something or Other Dot [EP] (The Casket Lottery) · Khalifa (Wiz Khalifa) · Khalifa (Majid Jordan) · Circle Circle Dot Dot [2 Tracks] (Stu Stone) · Circle Circle Dot Dot [2 Tracks] (Stu Stone) · Dot-to-Dot (The Legendary Pink Dots) · The Wiz [Original Soundtrack] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Sings Songs from The Wiz (Diana Ross) · It Wiz What It Is (Wiz Khalifa) – and 32 other albums »


니가 있어야 일어 일어 나 나
니가 없어 시름시름 앓아
외면하지 마요 날
I want you by my side side

파르르 떨리는 나의 입술이
하루를 버티지 못할 심장이
이대로 멈추는 게 두려워 나 모든 게
이런 날 구해줘 제발

숨이 가파 Mayday dot
Ninjas dot com
For Juggalos By Juggalos dot net
FaYgoLuVeRs dot com
Juggalo Productions dot com
Three Ring Circus dot com
Psychopathic News Hotline
Ninjas dot com
For Juggalos By Juggalos dot net
FaYgoLuVeRs dot com
Juggalo Productions dot com
Three Ring Circus dot com
Psychopathic News Hotline
silk sheen
That reflects the tints of autumn from the hills

So punch my name
And in case you wonder
I'll be yours, I'll be yours dot com
the raw silk sheen 
That reflects the tints of autumn from the hills. 
So punch my name. 
And in case you wonder
I'll be yours, yours, dot com.
wave on wave
Till the water breaks - and outside I go, oh

One dot, that's on or off, defines what is and what is not, one dot
Two dot, a pair
me.

Dot Dash (X 6),
Dip Flash (X 6),
Don't Crash (X 6).

Driven by self propulsion,
Turning right across the stream,
The risks increased,
With
country
It doesn't even have a patron saint
It's just an economic union
That's past its sell-by date

Take down the Union Jack
It clashes with
country
It doesn't even have a patron saint
It's just an economic union
That's past its sell-by date

Take down the Union Jack
It clashes with
country
It doesn't even have a patron saint
It's just an economic union
That's past its sell-by date

Take down the Union Jack
It clashes with
the raw silk sheen 
That reflects the tints of autumn from the hills. 
So punch my name. 
And in case you wonder - 
I'll be yours - yours, dot com.
the raw silk sheen 
That reflects the tints of autumn from the hills. 
So punch my name. 
And in case you wonder - 
I'll be yours - yours, dot com.
Bonfires dot the rolling hillsides.
Figures dance around and around
to drums that pulse out echoes of darkness;
moving to the pagan sound.
All in the terror of the moment
That pounces as it open swings
A line of dots illuminated
For I have seen the speed of things

I fed you in your
I'm sitting on the curb
By the empty parking lot
Of the store where they let me play the organ
I'm waiting for my ride
But I want to wait inside
(like repossession)
Belive that

By the way that you scream my name
I put a talk that you ain't been claimed
Now you up in here with that lame
the torch on my jeans by the waist
Without heat we still gon steam up the place
(Amil-lion, Jigga man, flawless, here we go)

S-dot-Carter
Y'all must try
on my jeans by the waist
Without heat we still gonna steam up the place
Amil-lion, Jigga man, flawless, here we go

S-dot-Carter y'all must try
to bring
There are moments here only yours and mine
Tiny dots on an endless timeline

Tiny dots on an endless timeline
Tiny dots on an endless timeline
of pastel shades
you pay no attention but it won't hurt your grades

'cause you're painting by numbers
connecting the dots
they don't have to tell you
of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that,
In glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot
Yo! see'mon, see'mon
It's the M, dot O, dot P, ohh!
M, dot O, dot P, ohh!
M, dot O, dot P
FIYAH! FIYAH!

Now, fill yo' cups up (PUT IT IN
introduced to that lock jaw
And I think her name was Lisa
Or maybe it was Sheila
My Chevy sittin' too high
I call that Wiz Khalifa
And I'm all about
If you’ve got something to say, name a time and place, face-to-face

I have the honor to be your obedient servant
A-dot-Burr
Mr. Vice President
I
a domino that falls on different dots
And crashes into everything that tries to make it stop

And the mirror, it reflects a tiny dancing skeleton