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Mek one drive by dem fled
Pussy shoulda gaw dem bed
Bwoy bat wi fly weh like frisbee
Yo ah wah do some john crow try pitch b
From dem diss dem dead
said, “Love me all you want, I will always be the breeze.”
He remembers all those nights
When the lightning crashes down from an August sky
“I remember
My talent never stall
My drive is too great
Everything is gold
I know you can't relate
Making money money rain
From the sky where I fly
Making a new
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It's your girl
Featuring Hampton's living legend-
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We
nigga we getting chipsesis
And bad bitchsesis, fronting in eclipses
Yo, Mase and The Lox
We taking knots from the out of state spots
Any nigga make
Go Thank A Farmer
By
John Joseph Malayter
October 2018
Walking down the street looking over my shoulder thinking to myself I ain’t get no older
the rubber by my feet shawty love it bouta leak
Wait
Shawty love it finna peek
Gas on me it like romain
Got purple on me like rain
Piercing my mofuckin
to live in your truth and be consumed by
you yeah
All that I am is for you
You will never leave you're my point of view
In the rain and the storms, you stay
His loves relentless endless agape
You rescued me saved me from my hard days
I follow my mind no longer what my heart says
Impeccable love and sin
is young John from the Isle of Man
And I think he's a fine young man
O send him down the saucy clown
O send him down unto me
For if he thinking
La Madre De Todos Los Errores (Music by John Finbury Lyrics by Roxana Amed)
Presumes
Que puedes descifrar mis sueños
Proclamas
Que puedes dirigir
mek you waan reach fi di sky
Baby girl mi ah wait fi you reply
Seems like yuh highly blessed gal, ah weh you get your something from
Mi woulda put you
Oh, the sun rolls down, big as a miracle
And fades from the Midwest sky
And the corn and the trees wave in the breeze
As if to say goodbye
Oh, my
thunder, the sky is crying
Can't tell the tears from the rain
Can't tell the tears from the rain
Most my life I've been running
Paint a portrait
it's all grey rain
The rain, the rain on me, rain on me
Chorus
So I will find a place, where I can hide from the sky
And I will wait in this place,
Let's go running in the rain
I've been there and back again
I know how to fix a heart
Love's the cure right from the start
Oh the love we have is
the Wordsworthy obsession
The stupid stain of my self-absorbed confession
From Milton to suburban rain
Girl of the houses
Oh philosophy help me complain
Oh
The times we laughed and we cried
And the rain would drop
Till the flowers bloom
And snow would fall
Till the sky turns blue
But we got
No reason to hide
In
confusion
Im questioning my tendencies
Have i laid in the grass
So long the daylight has passed
Moonlight
Shines from the
Mid sky
I need to
Get by
By thinkin
by the hour
It's her only shelter from the cold
Ooh you see it in her eyes
Ooh the way she tells her lies
Taste of falling rain
Tears of shame,
a game that get played by a kid
Pussy boy, I'm on your head like a wig
Diamonds water like I bought 'em from a squid
A1's what she get when she want
it's from my boy Skies
Skies, hit a lot
Fuck all that bitch and she don't need no fuckin' lot
I'm not Bonnie Stinson, I don't need no fuckin' lot
I'm
Nope, it was built by the railroad men. And among these men was a man among men among men among men among men among men, a man as tall as the sky
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