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metal in the fist Smoking seven kinds of pepper and shit Veteran shit, give Melissa Etheridge a dick Stroke pussy like a cat lover My kids are mixed
From souvenirs to more souvenirs I live With days gone by when our hearts had all to give From souvenirs to more souvenirs I live With dreams you
mercy Heaven is where my phone lives (heaven is where my phone lives) In my pocket, so cozy; oh what a joy replies give It seems Melissa's babysittin'
mercy Heaven is where my phone lives (heaven is where my phone lives) In my pocket, so cozy; oh what a joy replies give It seems Melissa's
cracked beneath the midday sun You've dragged your shadow round these streets too long There is no cover Come stay, we'll live gazebo lives And let
Time passes by, And all that's left behind, And the days of eternity. There's no souvenirs. Still the statue stands, Bleeding scars of humility. And they
cuts But if it gets you, then you’re weak 'Cause we were here and it ain’t broken us Still as close and stayed by her side when no one was Like when
a little souvenir of my wicked ways [Chorus] I would rather die fast than to ever live slow Father forgive me what my mother don’t know The scratch
And the Good book to live by Some say his heart is big All though his fortune's small I don't have a lot, he'd smile and say But lord I have it all A rembrandt
shit that you got to say But to hear me rap, ya gotta pay 'Cause you heard it before and it ain't no lie That two Live music will never die! Check
I've got no place to go. Spend a life time searching for a reason, Find the answer in the changing season. By tomorrow All the sorrow disappears.
it easier Just give me something, anything to live by My blood is pumping so fast, I've forgotten why I try Sing to me Woo Sing to me You're
On this here street where I do sit Lives a man we can't forgive His felony was jealousy An impossible personality And if you think it's you then
way to ever get you back The greatest land animal killed for a foot of ivory Will your children live to see one Or witness decimation by tyranny
Giving into love and sharing my time Letting someone into my misery I told it all step by step How I landed on the island And how I swam across
Take a knee to the Gods and get horse shit Wanna live for the thrill? They'll arrange it Got a bevy of imps to spit hatred Shit will get in your head
tired I forget to recline my chair Picture you in my head, a souvenir by my legs Some scuba gear for the bed, we do it 'cause Simon says Ain't a single
are souvenirs, niggas always take 'em home. You got blown over the jack? (that ain't gangsta) Your man ran when you got clapped? (that ain't
There's no way she'll allow you to live Swallow the fight, inhale the night There's not much else left for you to give Who's leaving (who's leaving) ?
of the Bathing Ape No holds barred, bar none, I'ma raise the stake I was raised by a pack of werewolves in the woods Grew up studying Mobb Deep, 'Give Up
Tough sinners, break bread with Jesus at dinner Protected by a heavenly force, fuck a minister Niggaz know better, no one's letter is better than mine