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Go, Go, Go, Go
My haters are watchin me blowin up (Up)
All of my shooters are pullin up (Up)
We changin the flow and you know whats up
I gotta pound

beginnings - nothing more to life than this.

Worlds around me, worlds inside me, worlds I'll never know. 
The love you gave - it almost saved me from

Well normally at this point, you'd hear me sing
And I'd be doin' that acoustic guitar thing
So by now you're probably wondring what's going on
Cause

Richard

Eminem

Bottoms Up

2012

call me Richard

That's my motives, jumpin' out the Rovers
All white, like I was right up in the Dakotas
Or Minnesota, did I mention soda?
When it's

the hills around this town
How many times have we walked this boulevard?
It's the same old scene when did it get so hard

Chorus:
Makes me wanna run somewhere

me to take you back to where it all began
Listening to street poets black performing with my dad
Yo introduced to MCing by my cousin Scribe
Way before

down
Common Sense is in your town
I said come on, y'all, get live, get down
Common Sense is in your town

I stagger in the gatherin'
Possessed by

Cool Dry Place

The Traveling Wilburys

The Traveling Wilburys

2007

and harmonicas, capos by the score
And lots of things in boxes laying all around the floor

Some places they get mildew
And others get too hot
Some places are

F-Hole

Squeeze

East Side Story

1981

to this by now 
I'd handled all the bull but not the cow. 

Behind her velvet sofa 
I found myself back sober, 
She kept an old acoustic 
She never ever

There were continuous streaming red lights moving forward all around me
The sensation of floating
Such a smooth, safe sensation, secure
Moving so

too focused on the hustle, hustle being music

I cook it up just like a chef
They hating on me so hard, they all sound like they got strep
She hate

Sitting by in this train
I'm looking around what is this voice
That surround the time
Inside the case we will see

We are acoustic in this water
We

that's the main thing 
Can't stop the movement 
No talk, Im proovin
Put me on the spot no beat
Thought I couldn't go acoustic 
Give it all tonight 
Give it

I fell in love when i met you
I was mesmerised by your eyes
I was blind to see 
That all you ever did 
Was hurt me

You played with my emotions
You

the party I'm like nigga yea we got to go
They love me around the way and everybody know I'm not alone
I bet them bitch niggas listen
If I diss them again

If only we brought our cajon
We could just have made it an acoustic set
Thank you very much Irish Whiskey Bar
Thank you all the bands who played before

In Other Words

Geoff Tate

Geoff Tate

2002

"yes" is all I need.

Tasting you still on my tongue,
Shaking conch shells one by one,
And trails of peaceful inequities.
Insincere flattering by other

Take all the wrongs and make them right

I am in a daze, so I don’t see my life passing me by around me
Working seven days a week ,forgotten who I used

first game and Im feelin all explosive
Call me Mr propane Boom
I let it go but this aint frozen
Chosen by the Og to kick the fucking doors in
They better

I lift myself up
By tearing people I love down
It's late and I'm thinking
About all the jokes I could've drowned
I lift myself up
Pretend I have

mum gonna tell me off for all the noise
Imagine playing 'Fortnite' you d
You might as well just go die in a ditch
If I pay for the tab, you best eat

First of all thank you
Without your music I would've never made it through
Every struggle that rendered me humble
Surrendered and accepted my dented

Lookin back/ on my past/ times goin by fast/ to all who laughed/ man y’all can kiss my ass/ as I walk pass/ pretendin I don’t know yo ass/ cuz you

y'all want to give me dap
Like we was cool from way ba... Man, get these niggas off me
Ya'll talked me into giving a fuck less
Tryna save niggas actively