Search results for 'meet me at the party by r test riddim' Page #81

The gangster's muscle, are up in the puzzle
But if their raps are wack they
Go back to the hustle
I was the one on the opposite
Side of smoking a gun
Taught me how

The Show

Bulletboys

Za-Za

1993

Maybe you're god 

Now that rock & roll's in the palm of our hands 
We take it to the people every chance that we can 
We are the party that never

If you need addressing you can meet me at the salad bar
I had the drive since before I ever even had a car
Live the dream, bet the oldheads be like

by
Say hi, spend time, meet your guy
Who I'll probably never talk to
Again in my life, That's fine
That's a lie, man I gotta draw the line
Listen up,

and bold
But you cannot have it I wish you could grab it
And bring me to my deathbed
But asteroids and stems are rolling round again
In my head a constant

know
That you can fucking make it
That you will always slay it
That you are gonna meet and yet be one of the greatest
We can all leave the fake and all

on the floor now I lay on silk sheets
Gunning for the top, gotta hit my peak
Chasing dreams got me running like a track meet
I started writing back when I was

The beer was so cold and tasted like metal
Dan struck a double-bagger
I never saw better
Got me and Jean to meet all the great songwriters
Jimmy Webb
Carole

an infinite refrain
As you melted half the party from beyond the grave
I guess this is some kinda fucked up way lasting legends are made
Living breathing rock

SYMPHON
Thankyou
You had me stepping on my own words
All those nights were a bad party hype up
But it's okay
And I rocked up with my past gone
Had

you came
I said I'm really glad you came
We both here now, so I'm really glad you

She put emojis by her contact in my phone
I told her let me know

stadiums
It's the shit that gets the party lit
So listen and play me son

Warning
This rap is
Intoxicating and habit forming
Foreign
To any rapper unable

Secrets unfold 

You let me see the unknown 

 Yea It’s a party now 

You make my heart beat no doubt 

I’m ready to go 

Won’t you help me 

To grow 

Grow

in your mind how heroic you are, that's what it is for me
There's a heavy toll at ornamental gates when the party reaches its peak
Then comes

partied so late
You know we’ll never change
So meet me by the clock tower
Save the clock tower
We’re dancing like back in ’85
You know our futures are open

been so far away
She's gonna meet me at the airport, way down in Tampa Bay

She drives a GMC Sierra, it's white as whipping cream
With a line of halogen

to help me but you fail to assist
Your arrows miss their targets and 
Another opportunity's missed

Once at an arty farty party
I was yapping to a yank

My parents don't know where I'm going now
If you wanna find me meet me in Newgrounds

Waiting for the weekend so I can play two hours
Blasting Party

made it home 
Nobody live forever
I see you later on
And when i go homie meet at the crossroads 
So we can party in thug mansion with the lost souls

dope
A dog eat dog world was just a hoax
It's a god meets the ever turning sword of hope

So you better start sniffling real ass
Join the party boy, lick

choices
Examine them closely
It's mostly the carefree
Most dangerous when lonely
We rage and we party
I'm thinking of her
Is she thinking about me
I'm

out 
How to keep outside
She's always on my mind
Attracts attention every time she meets the eye, 
I guess she knows that 
I can't think when she's

No one knows anymore what makes me walk through the door
Will I fall through the floor at the core, no one knows
No one dreams anyway of a land far

have
Laugh, and make memories that are gonna last
Here's your stop, hit me if you need to catch a cab
Signing off, here's my card, it's the Ghost