Lyrics:
bring ya much closer to Jehovah
Definition of a soldier, I told ya
I hold the toast when I approach
It's close at all times by my side in the holster
people know him by the name of, uh, Microphone Mike
But those of us who know him well call him Michael Troy Nine
Give it up, give it up
I wanna give
the only thing running through my mind
Is time
And as she walks down the aisle
I see it passing me by
Yeah
Passing me by
Uh
Always two steps ahead of me
You didn't know, the first time that we met
My heart was taken by your smile.
And you didn't know, I couldn't find my words
Lost and all confused
time high, they couldn't know it was raw
You would die if you smoked it, too potent to snort
If you think by the bar, you probably choke on the thought
only makes for a good time
So all the normal red flags be a good sign
Don't you come here thinking about it, ain't that far
You seem like trouble
night it was a dream
This morning a fantasy
Back when the only fan I had was a fiend
Meet me by the Acura cause the cops like
To get help from
the problems of the world go by like balloons
If tomorrow come now (it might be too soon)
Too soon?
I want the boom in the back of the truck
Ain't nuttin'
only makes for a good time
So all the normal red flags be a good sign
Don't you come here thinking about it, ain't that far
You seem like trouble
Soaked to the bone
And sink like a stone
Walk home alone
It's not the first time
It's not the worst crime
Your soul will be ok
And you've had
blue
My second time, your first time
She let me hit on the first night
Foreign cars, muscle cars
Y'all niggas just ain't living it right
Drive fast,
versatile with the style it's reversible
I get away even if I say a curse or two
First, let me bust another verse for you
Your arms too short to box
Well, the first thing I remember was the smell of burnin' cinders
And the sound of that old whistle on the wind
I always wondered where the train
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was;
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
a good time, for good bye's
Sara, Sara, storms are brewin' in your eyes
Sara, Sara no time like the first time
Sara, Sara
Ooh Sara, why did it, why did
less
'cause I find you're testaments of time
there is no space for time within your mind
if your looking for yourself, yourself you'll find
through
make out
I used to push buj with the flake out
We had the first 110s that ever came out
I would book a New York flight, get the plane out
Wanna get
couple surrounded by family and friends
So wonderful and kind
It flies back to you giving dollars
To homeless men down in the Bowery
Not before they
I remember when I first laid eyes on you
My man Tom introduced us but I was too shy to say hi
When I finally built up enough nerve drop a line
a record made by another speaker, Leite de Vasconcelos, who declaimed the first quatrain of the song “Grândola Vila Morena”. Immediately afterwards, this
fuel to survive
Light repulsed by layers of filth from combustion
Photons sacrificed to increase our production
On the same ground as the first ones,
you do that I call it dope boi magic
I get it nine in tha morning by night it just plastic
How you do that I call it dope boi magic
I'm fresh ta death
Baby girl where you at
Gotchu on my mind and I wanna call yah
Another day gone by
That you not by my side
I know the feelings mutual
Cause when we
and midnight hour
She heard the bridles ring
She was glad to hear that sound
And her heart began to sing
First she let the black pass by
And then she let
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