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Albums:

Another Child to Hold (Ray Boltz) · Take Up Your Cross (The Crucified) · Take Care Take Care Take Care (Explosions in the Sky) · Take Care, Take Care, Take Care (Explosions in the Sky) · Take Care, Take Care, Take Care (Explosions in the Sky) · Box Set 3 [Century Child/Bless the Child] (Nightwish) · Child to Child (Mary Akerman) · Another Cross II Bare (Kill II This) · Christopher Cross/Another Page (Christopher Cross) · Nightmare at Maple Cross/Take a Bite (Girlschool) – and 90 other albums »


take

The jeans from the refrigerator and
Then the bad guy gets hit
And were you struck by the satisfying
Way the swimsuit sticks to her skin
the first place
I know, I'm not deserving of your trust from you right now
But if by chance you change your mind
You know I will not let you down
'Cause
and Abel do for sex?
Upon the whole planet there was not another
Could it be for sex, heh, they were looking at each other?
Hold up!  I thought the church
the answer is 
Don't do it in the first place

I know I'm not deserving of your trust from you right now
But if by chance you change your mind
You know I
wanted you to follow was poetry
Mind takes X-rays, so listen closely
From the darkness came the light, clear out of a dark night
Now I'm here to spark
When you stand up you'll see 

That I'm just showin' love to you 

Other niggaz'll put a slug to you 

Over your ends 

Cats I fucked wit' are
took the road so it's alright by me 
Some are survivors, some are debris 
If you play in a band that's the road that you take 
Living in it, eating in
snares and bass)
(Music take me away)

Destiny Child C-D song number 3.
She cater to me 'til we fall asleep,
Then we wake up and we pick up where we
snares and bass)
(Music take me away)

Destiny Child C-D song number 3.
She cater to me 'til we fall asleep,
Then we wake up and we pick up where we
from you so one day you could find it in the sand
And hold it in your hands again

Cold ways kill cool lovers
Strange ways we used each other
Why
guard ya grill
'cause where ya goin you gotta watch your back
Judge, god damn another nigga didn't make it back (Mr.C)
My lil brother Kevin Miller rest
you can take it
Gotta leave you in the desert, and I hope that you make it
Gotta put you on your ass to see what it does to you
When you stand up an see
that got the shorties in the smash)

Take one (take two) We comin through for your crew
(Who are you?) Talkin about you man (you can't Wu)
But you
So take your places and listen to the rhymin as
I like display a new style that just may
Leave suckers runnin for the door in total dismay
Yeah, by
the way. 
Oh, this is as far as we got last time 
But if we go just another mile we will surface surrounded by grass & trees & the fly-over that takes
got stabbed as I watched blood drip from their fabrics
Madman ran up in the church and stuck the reverend
Stabbed him with a cross, some say he was
the mention,
Passing paths that climb halfway into the void.
As we cross from side to side, we hear the total mass retain.

Down at the edge, round by
blowing up, I can't take the shit
Finally got what he wanted, now he's good to go
Again the ride was smashed, where's my radio?
One time, the car was in
that my grandfather told to me
Don't be innocent, militant is how we supposed to be
You know, God bless the child who can hold his own
Dodgin prison,
Ready to haunt something, takes something of yours
Here you want something
Growing up around fifteen
Watchin how the big niggas rollin wit big cream,
got no direction from home
So I say this prayer

Take hold of me blessed powers that be
Love keep us together

Down with the rain came the news
to weeks
I even speak to geeks
I hold my fortune, it's sweet
I'm discreet in the streets, but that's just the way I play though
I lay low, but over your head
Talking about that shit that get you high in like 5 secs
See equivalent to that work that you be cooking up in your pirex
I'm dope, I'm dope just
you find? follicles intertwinning, succulent prose wrapped up in robes

Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker)
Off with his head, take his head from his neck
and fired*)
Shady slash Aftermath in Detroit motherfucker (*gunshots*)

Doe ray me, you fly so latte da, don't blame me
'Cause you washed up, lost your spot