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Like Robert Goulet on my stereo
"Please hurry home," This Christmas can't be spent alone

Now there's a good chance this will fall on it's face
We'll be

I Wanna Go Back

Kid Rock

The History of Rock [Clean]

2000

friends George and Jay
It was a funky fresh crew and I'd DJ
What a shock it was to be on the set
Comin' from a nice home now livin' in the projects

No

Ride ride, pony, tonight

We can be strong, we can be strong!
Out on this lonely run, on the road to love!
We can be strong, we can be strong!
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Palmer Williams, Jr.






Verse
There was a time 
When our love was new
When all that really mattered was to be with you
Now all that’s changed
All we

no)
We can't be friends
(Deborah you know I can't go
On being just your friend)
We can't be friends
Cause I'm still in love with you (yeah)

I went by

magic, sunny words
I’m back to stay and forget / We’re gonna be nothing but dreams and ghosts

As coming the night, please awake...

I cannot talk about

I inseminate manners
Can catch a faggot by his toe, and ask him where he's headed (Where?)
Hand me your dignity, I'm armed and dangerous
Don't be

on
When we fuckin' I never be 'lone
And I never go the same way home
When I slide, gotta switch up the route
Can't let 'em follow Lil Snipe to the house

Man, if I get rocked, this shit for my kids, nigga
It's that real shit

Even though what we do is wrong

We still hustle 'til the sun come up
Crack

a donny in his fourties
Know I keep a bad bitch
By nature I be naughty hP saucy
Potter buy a pudding like Georgie Porgie
Talking all that talk darg
Don't

Days of Our Lives

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

Greatest Hits [Clean]

2004

the streets
And none of these phonies hardly knew him
But still wanna pop the bitch locing bitch locing

Now come into my world and you can see that we are more

really kind of weird and funky
Like klezmer and shit
Well, listen, Joos are playing those goblin chords to scare you away

We can be frightening

talkin 'bout, friends
Ones we can depend on

I'm talking 'bout a friends til the end
If I lose or I win if my you still my friend
Down for whatever tougher

talking that shit still I don't give a damn
They keep talking that shit but we still having motion
I can't fuck with that bitch cause she had no emotion
You

come here
After having to re due her hair
Cuz it look like
We be having more than sex
Giving her every inch of it
All up in her kidneys
Long as she ain't

Make sure you ask your friends
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
The ghost of Mandela, hope my flows stay propelling
Let my words be your Earth

Got a trap house I be boomin' in, fiends in and out
Cut the J anyway it come nigga, section 8
See we straight, how much money I make
This block [?]

you can call this Smashing Pumpkins
My diction’s of praise, but Facebook friends get enraged
When I drop music links on their page
I’m trying to bring

always look at you in a positive way through the ups and downs you're still
My Friend
Like Batman and Robin we'll be a team until the very end
My Friend

Ladies and gentlemen
We're bringing back
Another cat that says he's like that
And he goes by, Mistaamr
I'm hitting the back and the front
I'm hitting

Prayin' every day I’m living
It's a cold world that we live in
But it's a code that we all live by
What they doing over their side can
Never apply on this

by gettin' by
Polish up all your flaws, you can't be fuckin' around
Finally made it to the majors, stealing bases of course
Giving bitches your money,

a reason
I believe if I die then imma keep living
I believed in them niggas they told me it'll be all good
But I was still living rough with momma in

Rapper's Delight

The Sugarhill Gang

Rap: Hall of Fame

1992

whatcha got

I guess by now you can take a hunch
And find that I am the baby of the bunch
But that's okay, I still keep in stride
'Cause all I'm here