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of the world that she tries to hide
World on pause when she walks by
But she keeps movin fast gotta be on ti eye ime (time)
No one like her, not another
Kills it

weird
Nonsensical
Mashed up brain farts
Out loud
Followed by laughter
Ha ha nah nah I'm not mental
Part caucasian
Part oriental
Gather the troops up
Show

grip on all reality Life is costing more than what's inside of me

But I'm a spiritual thug and she a damsel in distress Calling me by my name, she only

of trust issues, friends are beneficial
They say I'm sentimental like a broken instrumental, I'm getting detrimental this that pedal to the metal,imma chase

scary, out there all by yourself
When it starts getting dark

Whatcha say I come over and park my Silverado
In your little red barn

I could bring a case

Ramshackle Decadence
Lyrics, Music, Instruments, Vocals by Alan J. Lipman
Copyright 2011
Alan J. Lipman/X-Patriate Music
All Rights Reserved

Red

hope it doesn't get to a point where I feel like I need you 
(Mmm) I can tell you're interested, it was suggested by the way that you're looking at me

I remember the day, and the way I met ya
c hot summer breeze, in late September
Sitting by yourself, I asked you to come along...
You smiled

on the sidewalk while the coppers watch
You need to listen when I talk, so pop a squat
Influenced by the one who finished off Papa Doc

My flow and his beat is

over with but all my homies keep wanna share it
My conciseness it impaired and it's imperative that I come down 
Feelin' run down, tryna get sober by sun

got the patience just to keep up with yo-? stop
Do you want the name that I got given by my pops?
For the record, that record just wasn't hot
Off

with me by my side

When we walked in that venue, that boy looked surprised
I know they want our demise
But go check, I know I'm in, gettin' that

ช้ำครั้งนี้ฉันคงจะทนไม่ได้นาน
หัวใจคงจะโดนถ่านไฟรักเผาแหลกลาญ
นอนไหม้เกรียมตายทั้งเป็น


(Instrumental/Solo) 


(Hook)
ตายทั้งเป็น ช้ำครั้งนี้ฉันคงจะทนไม่ได้นาน

Cover Of The Night
Lyrics, Music, Instruments, Vocals by Alan J. Lipman
Copyright 2010
Alan J. Lipman/X-Patriate Music
All Rights Reserved

Close

it everywhere I go
And make that Christmas feeling grow

So warm by the fireplace we glow
All cozy and happy
Hang all the stockings in a row with you

“HERE  COMES THE WHISKEY”
WRITTEN BY CAROL J. STYRON

INTRO:  EM (GUITAR DOWNWARD GLISSANDRO)  
VERSE 1:  
WE ALWAYS START OFF GREAT, HAVING

from you.

cnd the king finally listened...

Verse 3
So, they went on their way.
But the king changed his mind
cnd he trapped them by the sea.
The Lord

Halfway To Memphis

Written by: Chris Clark & Tommy Collier

Verse 1
Halfway to Memphis
On a highway 40 drive
Between the small talk and kisses

my dreams, no Wes Craven

Writing like Shakespeare and his plays
A thespian, killing shit on stage
Have the people amazed by a lion jumping out his

glass smashed upon pavements cancer sticks ever so fragrant brick n morter aloft pylon red dot for the slaughter they wheeled by a cadaver in a iron lung

school 

Classic like a dubplate with a B side 

Make a boy run tell him get his knees high 

 straight from the slums where you can get slumped by any

Thirty eight thousand feet while I jot this 
I'm inspired by the journey so I can't miss 
Racing past the goodbyes like a track meet
Onyebuchi riding

my tongue delivers like your clinic drips
I'm a lyrical genius, when I hear the beat something clicks

A great mind testing instrumentals, for dessert

But memories hunt her, day by day

There’s panic in her eyes

There’s still hope hard to believe

for those she’s left behind

she’s caring her goods