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a calico
Let it rip, reload and spit a hundred more
Give you a reason to run, oh, you gung-ho
I hope y'all niggaz really ready 'cuz my steel is heavy

the morning's decay
Greys all delay in white

Calico

Spinning from gold
Seldom in sight

All streams to splendor running dry

By no
Order
Will fate fall free

wanna know who I be
JAY to the Dawg
Still keep it on the low high key HNIC still gotta run it by me
Young nigga with the juice Hi-C
Bet we still getting

out?

So wrapped up in philosophy
That one day you'll forget to breathe
I'll show you what's underneath
If you can do the same for me

Calico and wine,

Haters are generators yeah
I get power from my haters yeah
Empower me to make the paper yeah
Thanks for making me greater

I'm empowered by all these

Make a fuss
And be tedious
I'm annoyed?
Yes am-avoid
"Adore"
And "bore"
Am, I
Say, by
The word
Bore, bored
Refuse
To use
Divine
To mean
Something

Grab your partner don't let go
Two-by-two and do-si-do
Get on your feet now don't be slow
Just dance dance dance

Dresses made of calico
Pretty lace

Lyrics: 大支Dwagie
Beat: Sonia Calico

Hook:
WHO
Health for all, while leaving no one behind
WHO? 
Thinks politics matter when the human life's

Yo, my style ain't, no walk in the park
Create nightshade, by taking a leap in the dark
No debate like Live Aid, I'm leaving a mark
With these darts

Painting for the black crow
Color, calico, collide
Be major, space idol

Once i let go, you will be held
By stranger things
Some of them demon
Seamen

Title: Always The Same
Words & Music By: Rick Denzien

well so many years that have gone by 
and I wonder how the time can fly
Especially when it

Written By: Billy Bi$hop & TJ Always
Produced By: Yanchan

[INTRO]

[HOOK]

I’m on the go like I’m Diego 
I’m on the go like I’m Diego
My mama peelin

bussin' at them
For they bus pass
Victims of rapid transit police on bus ads
A movie will be made about his life
And where the life is but a knife of calico

they say I'm winning by a landslide
Them calicos at his house make his land slide
I have your mama and your friends by your bedside

You know how we play

demonstrate I spit slap and provoke/
Count cash and blow smoke giving cats the calico/
Watch the stats grow/
(Hook)
Verse 2:
Party over here droppin' bodies

We live under the bridge in this city
Windows and yellow lights make it pretty
Some of us live check by check
Some go out to rob, some live by debt

A boy from before the mast
With a heart made of broken glass
She was dressed all in Calico
Made from December's snow
She was the first
She was

so wrong
Turned all my loss to love, doubts to trust me's to us
I could never pay you back but I'll start by saying that you mean so much

More than

ah war them, ah preach, shot ah send dem to mesh
All the thugs up ah parkside, nuh take no threat
No threat

Bang dem, bang dem, violate nine bys jump

(Intro)

Yeah...
I said whats good

(Verse 1)

Murder what she wrote
She grabbed the Calico
These niggas talk
These niggas act
But how much do you

of niggaz, just so I can prove it I lead by example and had samples of the work. Gave it to other bosses and told them this shit‘ll work. Supplied guns

I Was Gonna Leave Tomorrow Anyway

Trent Tomlinson

Country Is My Rock

2006

She packed that party act
Like a pack rat piled high with paper sacks
Two quarts of oil, her calico cat
Man, I never seen a woman get so mad
She

Uhh, AR one, Two one, Two one, Two

Let's go, Ese aight, I’m ready uh
Let's do this

Notice the catacomb kid is alive
Tin can calico alley, racket

[Verse 1, Rick Ross]
AK's, Calico's, to 45's
I abide by the rules, what I gotta buy
Can let it by, too many niggas gotta die
Once you got one in