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since you're gone
Now they're stuck with the
Clichés and the nameless
Overshadowed by the thought of
You possibly being famous
Permanent cologne is sin

Who's got the keys to the Bimmer
Ride for my G's
And there ain't no team realer
J Hus enter the place
Big fat tool round my waist
Dem boy paigon
You

face didn't have no name
So all I gotta say is just pick one not sorry

J.F.K was a pimp

Who the fuck got it like me?
Bitch you ain't gotta like me

beef like vegans
Are you even or odd 
Are you freezing are you hot 
Are you feeling that I'm beasting are you seeing what I've got 
Are you deeping that

My words are positive its not that
To me it's just the truth is obvious
And rather than talking bollocks about
Who I'd be clapping
I'd rather tell

confused
Atlеast not from some lying critics
They don’t even affect
Anyways my songs are on those playlist
Have a look at the mirror
See now who the misfit

anymore

My job is to get it to the people, not the people who diss me

But the people who are feeling me, give you the

soundtrack for your life (For you

point, he was changin', like, "Wow
Dad's home for lunch, we're playin' video games
He's not here gettin' drunk to call you all them names"
You kicked his

At a bench on the lawn
Reading books like Wretched Of The
Earth by Frantz Fanon
So if you live a lie may
The truth set you free
Cause soon a day will come when

money, darkness

Objects that were discovered by me
Were turned into infinite key
Our creations that you can imagine
Will be a toys of acid fashion
Money

Easy to hide all the faults that I got in me
And see them in you, O Lord, keep your heart in me
May You guide back those who fall away
Be with our loved

Everybody who has lifted up their voices
To Jesus has encountered victory and
The Glory of the Lord Jesus is the way
Are you saved are you covered by

[Verse 1]

I'd like to sing an R&B sweet as you like
But my voice is underground my voice can't fly high
I'd makin  somethin' romantic but you know

Maybe
Maybe
Maybe maybe maybe
Maybe maybe maybe

Maybe we could shoot for the stars
Maybe I could see who you are
I don't wanna do this by myself

Obrigado por ouvir até aqui!

Posthumous song by a great friend who is still missing, Osvaldo Sussi

About the album:

""8 centavos e vários nada""

to record my first song
If Nothing Lasts Forever, know you heard about it
Made a hole music video with the phone of Fabio
Which was a friend of mine that

Fuckonthe1stdate

Twiztid

Freek Show

2000

leavin' that ass

Bitch with them big lips
I'm a young nigga
With crazy fuckin' my hips
And I can make you do thangs your afraid to do
And by the end

that went through my inside, like it's trying to find a missing key
I bet you know how good that feels like
Music videos were the best things that I

videos are 
Just as young as me
But they lead the kind of special lives 
The masses wanna see
If someone tuned in every day 
To watch my sad routine
They'd

Wanna be a world star by blasting people
Fighting people and making videos for some fame
But in a month nobody gonna remember your name
If you keep it up

to the fact
Yo I gain self-esteem by esteemable acts
Back wit the axe and slice tracks in half
Slice you down to particles
Yo shorty get the mask
Feel the bass

toes
On the contraire, this game ain't for those
I be with the execs, watching em sign checks
With lawyers who are sharks, trained to bite necks
Less,

thinking that I was u.
PAC Nas or Big, anyone one of thee above who.
Spit wit a sense, it was more than jus the dollars.
No way to put amount on speaking

ARC-EN-CIEL POUR DALTONIENS

La Caution

Des Gens Revisitent La Caution/La Caution Rend Visite Aux/DVD]

2006

fact when Cartesian.
J'lève my bow in the air, I m'sens not very good,
the gaps created when prison.

hitekk:
You know the time, it seems that is