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try to measure out
They're on my canter and my rhyme
But good gracious I been blessed By the blue ribbons of all time
I've been miles ahead
Bitch I'm

we all turn blue
I'mma put my knee on the Commander-in-Chief
Press down on his neck 'till he begs and he pleads
'Cause that's what it's like when we

understood the passion
That kept me live on the set but now they
Playing ball with the gods crossovers the best
They never thought a lycan can travel back from

shoes
My hunnids is blue and can make a bitch choose
Can't make the news, I got too much to lose
You had the power then you blew a fuse
Me, I got groove

on the spoken word
Of The dopest lyrics I've ever heard
A symphonic connection
Intellectual collection
A melodic album of spiritual mixture
Rhythm and Blues Good

Get Up

Cap.One

Through the Eyes of a Don

2000

[Hook] *some lines will be added and withdrawn through the song*
Check the steel on the track make ya (Get up)
Big guns cocked back make ya (Get up)
Bob

This is a massively underrated sound
Deep gong African core, so let me break it down
Long as I'm alive I gets mine, no time to wait it out
Energy, no

made it here, 
 I can make it anywhere, 
 Yeah they love me everywhere, 
 I used to cop in Harlem, 
 All of my dominicanos 
 Right there up on broadway,

once we save the green
But lets head back to the room to go stroking in the deep
Bliss was to be with you
Who I miss when it's me and you
Ain't no

A Musical

Brian d'Arcy James

Something Rotten! A Very New Musical

2015

A musical
And nothing's as amazing as a musical
With song and dance
And sweet romance
And happy endings happening by happenstance

Bright lights, stage

cppalachian, snow cap, on the bottom of the blue ridge gap

See me in the river of Tennessee or the creeks of the Chattahoochee

Dirty heathen, Huck

day disdain is engraved
Pack up your bags it's time to go play
Wait no longer, it's happening here
Tell me what are we waiting for something to appear

(woo)
Allergic to blue steel, got a gun rash from totin' (pew, pew, pew, pew)
Silent but deadly since he last reloaded (what else?)
That stick'll part

The Dope House Mind

South Park Mexican

The Last Chair Violinist

2008

x2]

Candy blue 5 parka and a moonlight sparka
Let me tell ya bout the life of a pure white rocka
A true live balla, might cruise my 'pala
Or just soak

do
And I'm down to seeds and stems again too

Oh, my dog died just yesterday, left me all alone
The finance company dropped by today, and repossessed

white ice blue 
Skatin' when I move 
Goggles on my eyes bob sleddin' thru the north side 
At these niggas necks like a bow tie 
Fabby had me dreamin'

and battered
No wonder lately I been feeling blue
This the story of the shoe
And the soul
Or the feud
For the gold
For the few who got something left to do

congratulações a miséria, eu prefiro a vaia

'To tipo more fire de Bob em Kaya
Guiando a laia, permaneço de atalaia
Sem riso frouxo pra humorista
Que só se

life would be
If I hadn't always had Bob Dylan with me
I mean everything he wrote
I'm strung out on heroes
My friend Jeff Lewis says Songs cbout

Hey, did it on my own
TM
Poin' up some red and countin' blue, yeah, this shit got me throw
Fuckin' bitches, dick and tummy, yeah, you know how this

here 'til it all end
('Til it's over)
I'ma do this shit here 'til it's all over
(Huh)
Seventy-nine for the sack like I'm Bob Golic
(Boom)
I'll come by

just Papi trying pop
That’s just Paddy trying rap 
John Gotti of the flock 
Bob Marley with the pop smash hits on the pot 
Yeah that’s what I want 
Do me

boy
Ooh I'm such a dope boy (Woah)
Can't dumb me down
I seem to start to chance ever since I been around
I heard them boys talking, when I'm there not

Lum
Ho hum Pound to the beat of my drum
The dumb are intrigued spit ivy school dreams
Foolish extremes got me to bob & weave cut thru the breeze
I