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still a magpie and a pest but we'll be sure to salute
Dressed as neat as a pin, in a sharp patchwork suit
No, never in a month of Sunday's will you find

alive
And we’re blinded by the feeling
Oh we could never say goodnight
You’d take your coffee black and read the Times
When that Sunday kind of love was

I have more peace in these 24 hours, than i had in my 24 years
365 days times by 2, 
26 now I don't bow to fear 
Mum acting up, Pops got the block

songs for no listeners and throwing songs in the trash 
Making dodgy deals 'cus all we ever wanted was cash
By the time Sunday comes 
It's gone in a flash

a pastor 
Killing fashion shit 
Issa massacre 
All my two seater missin is a passenger 
The way I whip the drop I swear  I should've flew for 
The way she

you grab me by the hand
Say you'll let me be your man
ct least for the rest of the night
Unless you don't got plans

[Hook: Casper Sun & Sunday]:
So two

The Airbus operated by Air FR was programmed to perform scheduled flight between Rio de Janeiro and Rome 
Twelve crew members and 216 passengers were on board

off the red wine
Know you been burnt by them other niggas
They was wrong, it's ok cuz I'm fuckin wit ya
Look me in my eyes girl I'm Fuckin wit ya
This

demons
They relax in my dome
Another flick from my bic
As they welcome me home
I see too many lines
The road is blocked by her phone
I'm in the passenger

ina masters
Me huskiza mozzart, why lie?
Nikiwa ma- me na fly by
Ngoma ya pili isha-come through
Nightshift miaka tatu
Better believe it me ni bantu

On a Christmas Sunday noon
I was already in the bus
I was the only passenger
The few people passing were not
Going to my direction
Others needed

standing by were in a frenzy
Cheerin' on de fighters like is UFC
Dem young paparazzis had to catch dis show
Instead ah parting de fight dey makin' video
Cell

you an opp just move the opposite
He was saved on Sunday then he got put to rest
The Pastor touched him on his head them bullets touched his chest
Get

Keep It Koming

Organized Konfusion

Stress: The Extinction Agenda

1994

taste
The bass thumps for months, entrapped in the lab
With mad blunts, creating formulas that you can grab
I escape, the clutches of wackness, I'm

Che Guevara T-Shirt

Richard Shindell

Vuelta

2004

Unburdened of their passengers

The taxis have all scattered

The hawkers move their tables out

They?ll be selling no more leather

The Oslo Queen

Soul Food

Goodie Mob

Soul Food

1995

too much
Drinking a cup of punch, tropical
Every last Thursday of the month

Daddy put tha hot grits on my chest in tha morning
When I was sick

was a real girl
Did she die when I woke
I sleep straight through to tomorrow
And look for her till I go broke
I found myself by the highway
That I ride

the door
Funny hos laughing off gas ooh you gotta go
Snotty nose left in the passenger with his mommy's fold
Scotty woah
Drunken and fried right by

ain't got the funds, to live to the end of month
Bet them shinny rims, got you feelin like the man
Lil Kevin call ya by your first name, remember you part

inside
Every now and then we would go for a ride
In the brand new whip, ridin' passenger side
Staring out the window watching cars drive by
9 of 10

My Story

Z-Ro

Z-Ro vs. the World/King of da Ghetto

2002

I'm able to say fuck regular weed, I get hydro by the bag
I'm the same nigga white tennis shoes, blue jeans and a white t-shirt
24/7 all day

Soldier out notebook no stop notification's broken network
Errors I am suspicious there's saturat' doses fixed by tolls's
Broken networks on my mind

Well I Left Texarkana with nothing but dust in my veins Been a month of Sunday's since I last felt the rains I picked up my bags and hopped

on fire!
City on fire!

Will we be married on Sunday?
That's what you promised
Married on Sunday!
That was last August
Kiss me!

City on fire!
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