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Honest to God
Towards heaven I'm climbing
Through the rain
Towards better climate
I'll get you out
All I got is my word
You're all I got in this

the rolling stone tour (ah-ahhh!)
Raw your wack set is faker than a bomb threat
By a nervous terrorist who's so scared that his palms wet
[all] one, two, three,

you were the best
And then realizing pride is what makes you a mess
I don't want to take the lazy route
Too many spend their days amazed just by laying

I'm just waiting for the weekend
Late night so I sleep in
We don't even need a reason
'Cause you're a girl worth keepin
Every day I wake up I'm just

I'm home"

She can't do wrong by a friend
They fight for attention
And when it all falls apart
She blames it on them and then they start again

fam move em high in the hills
No Beverly Hills
You probably won't make it out here if you're here
Im making this music I'm all on these tracks and Im

(More!)
I just need a taste. (More!)
Your peace and Your passion. (More!)
Your joy and compassion. (More!)
You got it I need it. (More!)
I just gotta have

Down for the Count

Xzibit

Reflection Eternal

2000

threat
By a nervous terrorist who's so scared that his palms wet
One, two, three, four
The stuff legends are made of, urban folklore
Like Jim Morrison we

real)
Couldn't hear that, I need to run my life (nope, word)
I'm like the big king and she like my queen wife (no doubt, done know)
She lookin' good in

damaging
Start making my way to Beverly
Making my way to the top of the world (Yeah yeah)
Everyone laughing they nothing but gerbs uh (Yeah yeah)
I'll be

the panics at
Xanax pack I snapped again, yo where’s the ladies at?
I need a bitch to calm my mind, a social panic snack
Codeine in my liver, taking percies

poor
Weak bladder
I gotta keep them at bay like the Packers
Don't stare 'cause you'll need a ladder
They pass words around like computer hackers
I

Chronic 

Man I just got paid 
And I'm far from broke
Rona got me quarantined 
And I need to smoke
Trichomes on a flower
That's what I call dope
With enough

Hu

I'm having trouble trying to sleep
I'm counting sheep but running out
As time ticks by and still I try
No rest for cross tops in my mind
On my

Vision is getting blurry yeah
Theres No need to worry
Getting rich bitch I show no mercy
Get a show lit In New Jersey
Cop a New nba Jersey
In the hills

I’ll be at your right side anytime you need
I am down on my knees
When I need you would you be there for me
Let’s take a road trip downtown Beverly Hills

King's Crossing

Elliott Smith

From a Basement on the Hill

2004

Beverly hills
I got a heavy metal mouth that hurls obscenity

And I get my check from the trash treasury
'Cause I took my own insides out
It don't

the city of Beverly Hills 
She wants a little dog with a red hot collar
So all the hot cute boys stop by and hollar
She wears a red hot dress by Balenciaga

ain't really with the cap even when I rap n***** need to hear the real
Talking to you like I know I got it cause I do got it I just need a deal
Got a call

ain't really with the cap even when I rap niggas need to hear the real
Talking to you like I know I got it cause I do got it I just need a deal
Got a call

time
And i still dont know the reason why im so blind
Blinded by the love
Blinded by the lust
Blinded by the trust
Im blinded by everything, and you say

Don't let the Word go
Now is the time
To reap what we sow
God will prosper me
God will prosper you
Cause I'm focused on Christ
In everything I do
Walk by

Whachu mean? diamonds dancing Billie Jean
I'm on the scene get that shit by any means
Romancing with the guap don't you come between us
Make

cnd when the lights gone you know I'll be here.
Even this place is not as good as the Beverly Hills.
If you need a hand you know that I will be near.
If