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"Get out the sky?" Nah!
Can you count the grains of sand on the beach or seashore
Knowin' everything ever taught by your teacher?
NOPE! But still this
destruction in the end 
Men of hate, men of war 
Fallen is your star, low 
Down with halbert, down the sword 
No more marching by the Lord 
Feach Mac Hugh,
make me
I know that it's so hard to be true
Under the summer skies
I'll write your name in my cook
At a thousand times
And every day you're away
make me
I know that it's so hard to be true
Under the summer skies
I'll write your name in my cook
At a thousand times
And every day you're away
to the water to feel that sure
Of anything

I write your name down in the swollen sand 
And I walk out in the waves
I know you're here I feel you all around
to the water to feel that sure
Of anything

I write your name down in the swollen sand
And I walk out in the waves
I know you’re here I feel you all around me
In
slow
And still twist your tongues up
Rock the house from night
Till the sun's up
Cause it relly ain't
How much you say
it's what you sy
I got no fuckin'
Getting buried in the sand 
What you're holding in your hand
Let it go or else I'll keep it out of reach

Wishing you were here same as every years
in a note, yeah
Cross my t's and dot my I's
Better say hello, I'm gonna wave goodbye
I'll write sincerely yours and sign my name
P.S. I love you
and dot my I's
Better say hello, don't you dare say goodbye
I'll write sincerely yours and sign my name
P.S. I love you forever and today

Two weeks go by
in a note, yeah
Cross my t's and dot my I's
Better say hello, I'm gonna wave goodbye
I'll write sincerely yours and sign my name
P.S. I love you
the sand by the waves

My name is Steve and I'm your riding man
Yes, I am
My name is Steve and I'm your walking man
Yes, I am

If you want me to stay
them coast the ill weather
I weren't supposed to be but still am
Vibes catch a hold of my mind, I write jams
Take it to the mans dem for the ?instant
pants, yeah
Bury a million in the sand, by the clock tower
Before I die, take a hot shower

Ride the Harley into the sunset

By chance I seen her in
is Grand Larceny

Grand Larceny

I'm a kleptomaniac when a jam is packed
You can fight all night, but you'll still get jacked
By the show
make me
I know that it's so hard to be true
Under the summer skies
I'll write your name in my cook
At a thousand times
And every day you're away
champion
I may have won your hearts
But I know the game, you'll forget my name
I won't be here in another year
If I don't stay on the charts
She's getting on a ship
She's heading on to new and foreign lands
She says she needs the trip
She needs to write her name down in the sand
I'll
But I know the game, you'll forget my name
And I won't be here in another year
If I don't stay on the charts

I am the entertainer
And I've had to pay
telling you, write on schedule
Fuck with K-R-S and I'll bury you
Deep in the dirt, or sand with a shovel
No fight, no scurry, or scuffle, just muffle
keepin' me high
Said nothin' better than the first time
I'll be at your service like the check-in at the curbside
You don't have to spend another second
the page by Your hand
Yesterday washed away as You write in the sand
My accusers, where are they?
One by one in the silence they all walk away

And I will
what they do 
'Cause I'm no biter, Ill just write a 
Rap that caps on a young sucka that might a 
Step outta line, dissin' a ryhme 
becomin Mac Dre
[Erick Sermon]
Hit the floor, tuck and roll E's on fire
I'm your motherfucker, but not Jerry McGuire
I'm the dark skinned, packing mac-10, who get
miney moe
Now tre pound or 44
Pick a strap the Tec, the Mac
The hawk I'll stab it in your back
I'll blow your brains, I know your name
And where you