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his homosexuality by marrying a female
Opera star henry Miller, in his old
Age, obsessed with young Oriental
Girls john Dos Passos going
From fervent
my dreams, yuh done know di love is real)
Baby boy, not a day goes by
Without my fantasies (come on, girl tell me what's the deal)
I think about
Feeling good fornicate a model
Rolling up a whole pound of ganja
I smoke away and solve my problems
Ice skating the beat I'm Sidney Crosby
I'm slick
(come on, come on, come on)
Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from
In New York (ayy, ah-ha) (uh, yeah)
Concrete jungle (yeah) where dreams
RS2!
You never give me your money
You only give me your funny paper
And in the middle of negotiations
You break down
I never give you my
He spent 15 years
Getting loaded for 15 years
Till his liver exploded
Now what's Bob gonna do
Now that he can't drink?
The Doctor said: "What ya
I'll pack my leaves and branches
And head out to L.A
Bob the tree sloth
Chasing your dream
Rock and roll tree sloth
Follow your dream
Bob the tree sloth
dream
It's three a.m. and Katie's awake
Beside me in my subconscious state
I'm mumbling about Mr. Tambourine
She knows that I'm having that Bob Dylan
sins
Only post up when defence is needed
Fairly humble yet he's quite conceited
My dreams are the only motherfuckin part of me that I believe in
Shoot
see you in my dreams
(I see you in my dreams, you done know di love is real)
Baby boy, not a day goes by
Without my fantasies (come on, girl tell me
I had a dream about my man last night
And my man came by the studio
And his name is
Busta Rhymes in effect, Shaheed is in effect
Phife Did-awg is
trip a referee (come on)
Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from (come on, come on)
In New York
Concrete jungle where dreams are made
Woke up on Monday to the news that Peaches was dead
Like most everyone, I thought about Bob and how he'd lose his head
You wonder how many times
I'LL ScIL 'EM UP cND DOWN,
I'LL ScIL 'EM UP TO BOB CcY, cND CIRCLE BcCK cROUND,
CHORUS:
VERSE#3:
FUGITIVE, GOLDEN GIRL, I BLOWIN' DEM OUT,
BULL REG cND
Time"
"Lee Harvey Oswald was shot."
"I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by
I don't need no lane, realest nigga, you might see me in your dreams, I don't know what that means, yeah, I'm like B.O.B
Birdie spurt the gas, hook,
What Love Left Behind
(Written by Sonny LeMaire, Rob Crosby & Kenneth Mims)
(EMI Blackwood Music, Music of Evercountry, Ticket to Ride Music)
of the police (I love myself)
Uh, illuminated by the hand of God, boy, don't seem shy (I love myself)
Huh (walk my bare feet) huh (walk my bare feet)
Huh
He spent 15 years
Getting loaded for 15 years
Till his liver exploded
Now what's Bob gonna do
Now that he can't drink?
The Doctor said: "What ya
[Chorus: B.o.B]
My soul is getting weary, weary
And I know the ending is nearing, nearing tonight
So just say goodbye and kiss your dreams goodnight
it like magic and she I dream of Genie hot.
Grant my wish like Aladdin, grown, no little Tini Bop.
And she exotic like Jasmine, I told her do the Tini
Yeah, one two
Yeah, where my nigga Jay Dee?
Where ya at? (Yeah!)
Say you got guns, then bring that shit
Say you got ones, then bring that shit
what?
(to get my man see we bout to spit some) HOT SHIT
What? No doubt.. HOT SHIT!
[Common]
Old men see visions young men dream dreams
I rock the planet
to rise
I'll chase you off of this earth
I got dreams, of holdin' a Nine milla, to Bob's killer
Askin him why as my eyes fill up
These days I can't
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