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to open your eyes
Chai
If loving is blind
Truly and really I know that loving is blind

If e no dey blind
How come you no see wetin dey happen for behind
If

Little miss blue eyes, called by the name Dolly
She was living in a small town when meeting a kid named Johnny
He was kind of a rebel, she’s just

that
A couple minutes later I straight went down like that
I had to watch out my watch out
My eyes behind my head
If he had to pull up I’d have to kill

50
Pop out in the all blue like nipsey
Yo do not diss me get ruled out quickly
Had to go see just who down wit me
Shordy be wet like a pool
I'm like

Tired eyes struggle against the fog. 
Their age etched in crags and crevices, 
But they rise beyond 
The blue drape of the airglow 
And call on past times

I feel so bad, I've got a worried mind
I'm so lonesome all the time
Since I left my baby behind on blue bayou

Savin' nickels, savin' dimes

Good Time

Youth Group

The Night Is Ours

very sexy, or even cute,
But he looks like a sucker in a blue and red suit,"
I said, "You need a man man who's got finesse
And his whole name across

I didn't really trust her
So I hovered even
Though I ain't perfect
I ain't above her, I
Don't care if ya eyes
Brown, blue, or green
That don't mean we

I'll show them to you!

Horton:
Hello?
Is anyone there?
Who are you?

Mayor:
Well,
We're Whos here.
We are Whos here.
Smaller than the eye can see.

It's

I feel so bad, I've got a worried mind
I'm so lonesome all the time
Since I left my baby behind on blue bayou

Savin' nickels, savin' dimes

of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't

the numbers Ive lost from my side 

You won’t believe the shit I seen with these eyes I was nuttin more than a good kid who’s future looked bright

And it all

6 'N the Mornin'

Ice-T

Street Soldiers [Priority]

1992

at least a grand
Gold on my neck, my pistols close at hand
I'm a self-made monster of the city streets
Remotely controlled by hard hip-hop beats
But just

My Baby Mamma

The Luniz

Lunitik Muzik

1997

and steadily smokin marijuana?
Your baby mamma, YOUR MAMMA!

(Yukmouth)
My baby mamma, probably been screwed 
by so many dudes that she's confused
Keep makin

(M. Jane)
She said she name Money Jane, ah she me haffi get (get)
The first time we met, me couldn't keep me eyes shut (shut) (no doubt)
She give me

stood by the cop who killed Botham Jean
Cop Jesus would be silent
Keen not to cross that thin blue line behind him
And can I just say how easy it was

tale
Of how he worked so hard, just to see
His deep-rooted lover fail

A haze had filled the barroom
Led by a flourescent blue
That tried to hide

What is life?
And how can no-one see?
We're all the same, it is our aim to get along
Well you can see my white skin,
My blue eyes, my dreadlocks in my

act
Or who witness it
Cannot help but believe that such confidence
Is real and justified they
Respond instinctively by backing up, by
Getting out

the two earths of his irises

I walked him down to where my soul meets the sea and introduced him to the Pacific
As the beautiful blue eyed masterpiece who

of the eye of the storm
Grey skies, looking for blue
Leaving behind who you thought you knew
Heading in
Out of the safety of the eye of the storm
Grey skies,

Into the Blue

Sunrise Avenue

On the Way to Wonderland

2006

Here we are deep in the darkness 
Wearing midnight air 
You close your eyes and feel my breath 
Embracing through your hair 

By the bed,

I feel so bad I got a worried mind
I'm so lonesome all the time
Since I left my baby behind
On Blue Bayou

Saving nickels, saving dimes
Working

eyes
People whooshing by
They're walking off into the night

Blue lights keep blinding my eyes
Bright, bright like the diamond shine
Have you ever