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would come record it
With phonetic clone software who ever woulda thought it?
But I included numbers in my rap unsupported
By their new OS that's why OS

of all this malady
In my wake I leave tragedy, it's my sinister strategy
Savage, I ain't Macho Man, take a dollar, make a grand
Cocaine like a grain

gonna do is really just make me|Try to prove you wrong, try if I must|Sing a little song, leave you in the dust|We coulda been in harmony|But you're just

show me the snakes in the grass
As I walked for what seemed like eternity 
By my self?

And again
These moments of prayer
I sit and I pray
And I think

expectations
After I started the conversation by writing you a song
I made the beat in my pocket, i could teach you, you could sing along
Or i could stop it
Oh

willed to her by her late mum). So, he didn’t treat her well, he had instilled the poverty mentality in her, so things were really difficult. Shaine’s

the ground like fresh snow 
As she whittles up a little duck sculpture with her fingernails
Humming a melody that sings my mind to set sail 

You're new here,

Far Side of the World

Jimmy Buffett

Far Side of the World

2002

tease girls
I'm heading out this morning,
For the Far Side of the World.

Oh I believe in song lines
Obvious and not
I'd ridden them like camels

travel around the world from the streets of New York, through the lips of acapella, choirs in Hong Kong and celebrated in dance through Latin America. That

the world for once 
All standing hand in hand
And hear them echo through the hills 
For peace throughout the land

I'd like to teach the world to sing

Shine

Carbon Leaf

Echo Echo

2001

Should I shy down. that's boring. snoring 
I'd like to teach me to sing in perfect harmony 
And I'd like to change the world. 
It's easier than

get jumbled
It's not all the world out to get me
It's not all people that have hexed me
Insecurities and ego go hand in hand
I thought I had them in

of shit that make these rapper's wanna sing
Yeah
This the type of shit that make these rapper's wanna sing
Yeah yeah

This life is a new life going upwards

danger
The rest set their wagers
And you say, "let's get the paper blowing in the wind burning"
Me?
I'd rather give the world away
I'd rather give

a
Get this man tied if Tay owe
Plus l feel like Lebron cause
I'm good with the Heat
My credibility perfect everywhere nigga
I'm good in these streets

the air
Let's show the world we have no cares

We'll dance together, side by side
Nothing, not even time, can divide
All the party people in the house
Let's

reacted like a mf bad joke

Broke and broken
Similar when spoken
Similar to hopeless
But different in the moment
Was Tryna find a reason that I'd really

it's not that easy
Now I'm working on my own mama do you see me?
I just wanna know you're proud, do you like my work
I know you love it when I sing til

the battlefield to the booth
Real veterans, real music only
This is the World War Cypher
You get that?
Shaggy!

Ding ding im in the ring, no guarantee im gonna

that I'm letting myself down there is not a day that goes by that. I don't feel like I've let myself down in the way that I have music. So little in my

ho I'm back in this bitch and done 
Left me a motherfuckin bone 
Thuggin in this bitch my 40 
Makes harmonies, I make that Bitch sing a song 
And you

you doing the same subconsciously
Trying to save the world 
cause you in it 
Ima somebody
Not a nobody 
like the nobodies, 
I would fight for you, 
who

you feels brand new
Our love's a symphony, a perfect melody
Two hearts beating in perfect harmony...

[Chorus]
You and I, like constellations in the sky

dodging the cops and the drug dealers
Man
We used to smoke Blacks by the creek
20 years old
Toting crack by the seats
Telling me I can't smoke a cig in