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lucky, my God! Flight of Icarus in those grubby dirty by now horribly sticky little fingers and
hands and grubby palms, and oh what else is grubby, I don't

accomplished by the voices that'll never leave
She meet a boy, his name was Steve, he made her feel like the rest of society
The voices stopped in her head, she

Untouchable

DMX

Grand Champ [Bonus DVD]

2003

the coke was uncrushable
Guns is fingerprint-proof, we "Ryde or Die"
You drivin' by, we clap at your ride, good-bye

I keep my song in my soul
Blessed

be lukewarm (Oh ooh)
I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be
Like Your son 'Cause He died
To set me free (By Your grace)
Thank You, Jesus, thank You, Jesus

God is able god is able
God is able to do what He said He would do
God is able god is able
God is able to do what He said He'd do

I think about

Morant
Yeah, this nigga get out of line with his gang
He gon' fuck around, die with his camp
I'm on a fourteen-hour long flight overseas
I'ma sit back

Maintain [Bonus Track]

Masta Ace

Sittin' on Chrome [EP]

1995

I'm surrounded, by psychopathic, little fellas
Ghetto dwellas
With ammunition in their cellas
And no remorse in their hearts

When the shit

Lachey, while he sit in a sauna in gloves with a scalf and a pea coat
Fire emoji, you niggas too emo
I'll jack yo ass, me Wee Man and Steve-O
Now while your

feel the same as the past 
Tryna find reason as velvet leaking like
What was the reason? 
My mental gone by the season 
Barely able to breathe when he

daughter I love you.

We're holding on barely so by the pain we know
My faith is lost my soul is sore and I wish to live no more.
My love and light keep

there!

She is, Johnny! I promise you!

Fucking liar!

Oh my God! Christine, he's got a gun!

(EDGECOMBE fires both girls
Scream and CHRISTINE
Throws

Dear Mrs. Roosevelt

Woody Guthrie

We Ain't Down Yet!

1994

him born.

He got struck down by fever and it settled in his leg;
He loved the folks that wished him well as everybody did;
This world was lucky to see

Verse One: Masta Ase

I'm surrounded, by psychopathic, little fellas
Ghetto dwellas
With ammunition in their cellas
And no remorse in their hearts

Looking Good

Papa Reu

Xcuse Me!

2000

liter big red, got diluted nines fed
Able to make a bitch, want to suck my naked head
I get fly when I want to, graduated from corners
I know it

Matter of fact, he hasn't hugged, kissed, or touched any of his grandchildren
And they haven't been able to touch they grandfather
Even though it is not

Matter of fact, he hasn't hugged, kissed, or touched any of his grandchildren
And they haven't been able to touch they grandfather
Even though it is not

should dial this all back
I joked that he was racist 'cause Jesus is black
He said after all those years we made music
Thought you were my brother James,

Clowns on Velvet

Frank Zappa

Thing-Fish

still young...'cause, 'fo y'all knows it, he be reachin' adulthood and marry some bitch name rhonda ...'n, by dat time, he gwine become what dey call

Yeah,  God is no man that he should lie
Nor the son of man that he should change his mind
From all he's spoken in his word
His divine promises for

change with the green handle
Bars where the grips is clear

The cool kids in the sandbox ya'll can't play
Say ya abc's not a bay bay
I got the all blues

Moment by moment
He watches me

Oh my friend (He lives)
Oh my friend (He's able)
He is all the world to me (All the world to me)
Close to my soul (Close

Déjà Vu

Eminem

Relapse [Deluxe] [Explicit]

2009

DMC, we have a mid-thirties male found down, unresponsive
Possible overdose, substance unknown
Pulse is 60 and thready, respiration's eight
He's

with the camp
Not Old Yeller, a pitbull and dog is the champ
You know better, think about crossin the line
Hit your sweater, with about ten from the .9

older and you
Realise you need it
That's when you retrieve it
Now class be seated
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