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take out
You like to play when we play house
You A Dime Piece
That’s a fact
When I swipe right thats a match
I made a choice to make you my choice

Osinachimo  okwa Chineye

My humble father Osinachi
My loving daughter sinachi mo
My baby mama sinachi
Dele momodu sinachi mo

No be by force to go dubai
Abi

Osinachimo  okwa Chineye

My humble father Osinachi
My loving daughter sinachi mo
My baby mama sinachi
Dele momodu sinachi mo

No be by force to go dubai
Abi

insides

No one's here but us whether we fight or fly

You drove by my house last night
I couldn't let you in
I let you have my bed after our fight
Stayed

cause the simple, sorry fact of your existence, preston miller
is enough to bring this house of evil down

a week gone by, he’s wakened by a knockin

All alone in this house full of people
Aint a thing aint nobody here could do
Everywhere im surrounded by these leeches
For my time and my money

Back in that town in the snow white north, back where you raised me since I had been born
I've missed you while I'm away
I've read your letters I've

give a fuck
As your ex-man drove by so what
In the restroom we did it on the john
It's kinda crowded baby but then the fight went on

I'm really bold

Nor a soldier just a man made fortunate by
The power of the spotlight and to
Save someone's life I am willing to spend
Some of that capricious
Currency

we call reality 
Mimicry isn't mastery 
Don't fall victim to flattery 
He's in his house of learning not bothered by a bloody eyeball 
You couldn't

later on tonite
Break in your house hang your sister by her shirt
Bury her in the dirt, wait for you moms to get home from work
Id a killed so many M.C's

and I never would find, 
I wrote a letter dear lover of mine
And it goes.. And it goes...

Verse 1: Brown sugar skin tone, you've been kissed by the sun,

The Man on the Flying Trapeze

Burl Ives

The Best of Burl's for Boys and Girls

1982

Once I was happy but now I'm forlorn
Like an old coat that is tattered and torn
Left in this wide world to weep and to mourn 
Betrayed by a maid

The Streets of Laredo

Johnny Cash

American IV: The Man Comes Around

2002

as cold as the clay.

"I can see by your outfit that you are a cowboy."
These words he did say as I boldly walked by.
"Come an' sit down beside me an'

of that town by the sea

Quaint little Anstey's cove
A tranquil treasure trove
With picnics and hot tea
A little house there by the sea

John's postcards

Then you got up and went to her house
You guys always left me out

I still have the letter you wrote when you told me
That I was the only girl you'd

Painting by Numbers

Television Personalities

Part Time Punks: The Very Best of Television Personalities

1999

To tell the world I love you in letters eight miles high
And then I'll go to Russia to paint the Kremlin blue
To paint the world by numbers is all I want

Juicy

The Notorious B.I.G.

Ready to Die

1994

Now they write letters 'cause they miss me
I never thought it could happen, this rappin' stuff
I was too used to packin' gats and stuff
Now honeys

I’M READING A LETTER, IT MAKES ME FEEL BETTER
IT SURE DOES ME GOOD TO SEE AN OLD LADY SMILE
AND WATCH AS SHE WANDERS BACK THROUGH THE MEMORIES 
DOWN

like I don't really have a home inside these houses
But when I was in the trap house and the cops come they be yellin you surrounded
(Yellin you

Spinning round on the ground
Keep my dogs out the pound
Gun go bow bow
Oh she really so down
Hunnid thousand on a blouse
Tens all around the house
We was

came down from the heavenly/ slapped the taste out me expeditiously
I paced outside the marks house feverishly/ damn, granny, I need this money
Them

Safe house, a way out
Watercolor on the pages
Do you feel safe now? I see despair on your faces
Safe house, a way out
Green matter
Cracked pavement

it all down while you changed like the weather
And I bet you stayed warm since I can't find my sweater
So sick I been writing this love letter
And it's