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of the great
magicians. An expedition of alien voyagers came upon
the now ice-covered sphere, drawn there by an
unexplained lone beacon far below the miles
Your time comes
Only thing you can think is to run
Where I’m from
You never know who’s gone hold the gun
Might be your Son
Time Bombs
read. What's red is read.
So often I've been called the leather clad dad
Ridiculed by those who ought to forget
Well for once wearing my moustache
The Price i Pay To See My Son
And apologies in advance for the typos
As I am speaking from the heart as
A man who has had enough
Today i got a call
Broken home, that's what I come from
Father passed away and mother Lost her way
Those nights I cried for days
(Cried for days)
Yearning for that love
Hi
My name’s king
It’s just launch for those who choose the proper side
If they have a time
Those gate’s opening that you was always knocking
Thank you for the days,
Those endless days, those sacred days you gave me
I'm thinking of the days,
I won't forget a single day, believe me
I
of those rubbish short socks
Only long socks for me mate!
Matchy matchy kit king thumbs up rider
Hi rise socks, wanna mak'em even higher
Try to keep up with
Yeah, how many niggas that'll die for you?
How many get a ki' slice the pie with you?
I ain't talkin' 'bout those who get high with you
Niggas
Yeah, how many niggas that'll die for you?
How many get a ki' slice the pie with you?
I ain't talkin' 'bout those who get high with you
Niggas
to those who fall
Light amid a world of shadows
Dawn of God's design for all
Chosen from eternal ages
You alone of all our race
By your Son's atoning merits
gruesome fate
To bring him to his knees
For those who're blind
Against the Christian Lord
Shall be destroyed
Along their Pagan Gods
At least you're free from
has taken
That has scrambled up her head
There's a boy just down below me
Who's the son of some well-known
He was brought in by his mother
'Cause
Benzedrine
There's a boy just down below me, who's the son of some well-known
He was brought in by his mother, 'cause his daddy's always gone
There's a bum
Holy Mary, Mother of God
Pray for us sinners
Now and at the hour of our death, amen
Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit
always love you
I'll never put myself below you or above you, it's
Ride or die till the end of the fight
You know I'll always be by your side
That's right
of that bold (bold),
New (new) breed (breeding)
That extinguishes itself
By markings which resemble a
Wide tie
Directly below the
White collar
If it's
Let's keep it 100
My Benjamin button
I put my love
Below the speakerboxxx
Playing percussion
I roll the dice
And rollercoaster
I'm pushing for something
and Chrissy
We was kissin and cussin
It was ten below
Timberland
Ginuwine
Missy hoe
Get the bag
TT
Set it off here we go
Queen and slim
Us baby never them
me
Who's the son of some well-known
He was brought in by his mother
'Cause his daddy's always gone
There's a bum from down on broadway
And a few
Superstitions rumors notions
Those damn mountains
Got me good
Superstitions superstitions
Trade you life for that gold?
You know I would
He said son dont
the waters you give
Come and nourish our souls, we need your gift to live
I sit by the window pane
Waiting for the wind to rain
When will it fall down
I hearken life struggles
To sharpen my mental muscles
Like a rock sitting up atop a mountain
With a view of the world below
Soaking heat by
jewels and gold
But those don't mean anything
No, I'd go through anything
If it meant that I could be by your side
And for you, I'd lay down my life
Every
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