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And listen, if you can't say anything real nice
It's better not to talk at all, that's my advice
We're parting, you go your way, I'll go mine
It's best that
been?"
"I'm just not myself when you're away." 

He asked her for her hand for life, 
And she became a salesman's wife.
He was home each night by
The badder you seem, the more lies you tell 
The more lies you sell, then by surprise you fell 
Into my deathtrap, right into my clutches 
Stupid, you know
been?"
"I'm just not myself when you're away." 

He asked her for her hand for life, 
And she became a salesman's wife.
He was home each night by
don't pass me by
Let me know the magic of
A kiss and a sigh

While the wheel is spining, spinning, spinning
I'll not dream of winning fortune or fame
are not fools
They are not kind
Even in these new days
When the damage is done
There's a time and a place
Where you can get strong
We should be having
don't worry, shes a game girl you know, got up and finished 4th)
The kids got guts. (Having a nice time? Grab aline!)

Have you heard that Mimsie Starr
on
And listen, if you can't say anything real nice
It's better not to talk at all, that's my advice
We're parting, you go your way, I'll go mine
It's best that
photographs
Sung by Ringo Starr
Especially in the chorus part
You always said, "Now, don't you start." 

Don't you start, yeah yeah
Don't you start
Don't
don't worry, shes a game girl you know, got up and finished 4th)
The kids got guts. (Having a nice time? Grab aline!)

Have you heard that Mimsie Starr
goals, by da creep cold
We blaze, y'all won't see those, you just feel 'em
We raise the states in this game, like helium
The new millennium, got me in mo'
you know who we are
Afu to the Gang to the Starr
We got props on every boulevard

[Afu-Ra]
I do it like this and that
Straight knowledge drippin'
Bet she had a nigga with her to help her old ass

As James Baldwin says
You can only be destroyed by believing
That you really are what the white
All the pretty young singers with their popular songs
Kind of short on meaning but the beat goes on
You really have to love them, but not for very
right to a beat like Kryptonite power
Not withstood by any mortal or immortal
To make you get on the floor til
Another dope jam we slam with precision
seem, the more lies you tell 
The more lies you sell, then by surprise you fell 

Into my deathtrap, right into my clutches 
Stupid, you know the God
and last to show
There's no one at this party
That I don't already know

I'm not gonna sit around
By myself and wait for you
Haven't you heard
One is the new
you?
Look at the state of things and tell me true
In the city any city life`s a paradox of good and evil
Many fall into the vicious cycle
Living by
That's the price that I've got to pay not you, ha
I'm having a good time, living my life today
to square one

Night's unraveling
You're not having it
Everything's been done

Each thing that I have
Said or do has been
Taken by someone

I think
Bet she had a nigga with her to help her old ass

As James Baldwin says
You can only be destroyed by believing
That you really are what the white
on a Stoupe track again
Heavenly divine when I told you about the Vatican
We smoking wakata sippin' on the yak again
Edwin died so we had to get up out
surrounded by us
But it's just me in my room
With my eyes shut

Oh, when I was seventeen
My mother said to me
"Don't stop imagining, the day that you do
to it like a kangaroo
I got jumped by a gang of two
But I showed them a thang or two
Cause I'm not no chump
Now I clock notes 'cause I make you move
[Intro]

Aaaiight...aaaiight...aaaiight...aaaiight!
OH NO NOT THEM HITTIN' CHROME!

[Fredro Starr]

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