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need create
This the lingering of faith
Man, I'm scared of greater waste
Life is lady and I grab her by the waist
No lingerie

Tempt the tempest
Maybe

This was after we had buried my father 
In the soft earth of the Santa Cruz valley  
That same graveyard on the hill 
Where our whole clan
Will

ain't tryna take advantage baby
You not my lady
Mercedes Sedan
I don't need you by my side but the luxury's kinda crazy
Trying to say you mine but my

The Nolan's Fati

Omnium Gatherum

Years in Waste

2005

anymore"
(Well, At least my mother has faith in magic)

The loss of strength could not have me
Asinine and golden I ride to this city
While by our lady

me i'm losing my faith you see
Lost my religion I swam in a Dead Sea
I go waka waka hard in the paint aha
Paint you a picture I sketch your reality

ask your language
Hindi or Ukrainian, Pashto or a Bantu tongue
Shouts to you for building what this town has become
Never understood the racists
You

the sunshine
bae we having fun girl
dis will never done
just bring mi sumtin comeee

need your body from long time 
send on,  nuh
send on, nuh
my girl
yet mi

Deep down, I need you right here
With you fighting by my side, I could never be scared
Again, I can tell you how I feel
I tell you what is real and then

Yea...|Get drunk and throw your cups up and smoke.|It aint Bob Marley if you dont cough and choke.|All haters somewhere hatin cuz they mad

track
Com on sister bag lady
You about to hurt your back
It seemed funny
But it makes sense
Holding on to the past
Talking about who ain't ish
Mad cause I

knows I'm a get it 
Mother fuck all the critics 
We cutting them short like midgets and redefining the limits 
We go 
Word to Sonny, we never wanna be

Best to Believe

Neal Casal

Rain, Wind & Speed

1996

best to believe
The October ladies, they're just standing still
They talk of flying and being buried on a hill
They're shipping out this morning, they're

With some giddy chicks in a pretty whip, fresh out the box

I got that crazy flow, ladies know
I'ma make 'em all get crazy yo
Pull up my tube socks, pull

nervous cause you so fine
Girl you on fire
And Your Aura is like a god-ess
You Giving faith to the godless
Cause you one of GODS best
I must of sneezed

back an forth,
They say don't drink your life away I'm still pouring,an I adore her, is you still getting that money ,I thought I showed ya , ya baby boy

your faith in God so when you broken he gone restore
Whatever's eating you he just gone clear it like a crystal
Ma presence should be inclined to what

his people took your numbers
Odds on the game; the point spreads over/under
Went to private school, educated by nuns
But like a pagan lost his faith

Torn

Shadow Gallery

Room V

2005

Broken window, broken dreams
Nothing but a trail of tears
Oh my God, my little lady
Where have they taken you?
I never heard you scream

Angels in the Skies
Hours passing by
When I close my eyes tell me is it truth or lies
Warden of the night can you hear my cry
Man on the tree is it

Ruff, so tuff
Russian playalistic
Move on

Dizzy like Wright wit the life outrageous
Ridin wit the lady by my side can't fade us
Bond so tight got me high

Living in the city of New York. Many talk a few walk. Food for thought never knew you'd ought to be the one for me caught up by everything I sought

To get your trick
I'm hoping being honest gets
Into these arenas and my tracks flood the
Streets like Hurricane Katrina

I'm not here to be the
Hardest

You know I gotta drop something we in here

I've been making plays for a minute
Ladies know it's me
Since my jeans had a crease
I ain't never had

Theres a place that I might fit in, but it reeks of where we've been
Perfect footprints from our feet that our haunted just by me
To the lady of the hour