Lyrics:
on the flip tip
Try to flip this and you're doomed
Watch for the B-B 'cause if you try to grieve me
You'll be hung by the wire of the Plug Tune
(Hmm-mm,
the metal like
Junkyards and rockstars
The smoke never settles, where I'm from
From a tree to the corner-stores
Is where we hung, uhh
(I never thought you
and you’re Virgin Mary
So, I’m stealing your heart tonight
Take my hand, and stay by my side
This story’s written for you and I
Up in the skies, above the sky
you’re saving yourself
By pretending you can’t hear the words that we’ve spoken
No, the rules aren’t the only thing here that you’ve broken
I heard you
action by seeing you
Had to go
I can't do what I don't know
I can't love you, I need to be alone
I need to let it out and go about myself
Familiarize
Morenita morenita
Look at you
Yeah you bonita
Chocolate like skin
I'ma call you Godiva
Got so much money you can come with me Chiquita
Push down
moving little by little
Whatcha know bout being stuck in the middle
My mind plays games, my life is a riddle
Yes I’m being real now would I kid you
I did
Followers fall
blinded by kings
lost in the lie of the land
are you the one
sworn to be true?
are you a principled man?
Now...begin
come alongside it
lie
You die
You lie
You die
Cast you out
Forced by the light
No trace
Be gone
Out of sight Cast you out
Forced by the light
No trace
Be gone
Out
Grace “The Remix”
lyrics by Tamara Lloyd
Produced by Michael Loyd
Verse 1
In eternity past you thought about me
Knowing that I would be lost still
because they let you oversee the carnage?
But I bet you will get hung, even if you stick out your tongue
'Cause they pull out the shank and stick it right
kid
And everything he did
Was talked about and noticed by the folks
That lived around him
They swore that Billy was much too wild
Ma said, "No, he's
worldwide we gigantic
Like Shaggy come tell say we bombastic
Di gyal dem a tell say we a romantic
We don't sell by the ki we sell by matric
50 matric tons
to point my love
I am no romantic
Promise you, I will get better with that
I'm bout to be on my grown man shit
Apologies for ever making you sad
Can't
Blackberry vodka bottles
There's two and only 8 people on set
But half of them ain't tryna drink so we split by the four
Drink like half a bottle
(have you
If you squeeze my lizard
I'll put my snake on you
I'm a romantic adventure
And I'm a reptile too
But it don't make no difference
'Cos I ain't
to know one"
She smiles
And puts her hands
In her back pockets
Bette Davis style
And in comes Romeo
He's moaning
"You Belong to Me I Believe"
Written by Manfred Mann
- Published Scalehand Ltd.
. You're not the great romantic
Crystal juke-box queen
You're not my old adolescent dream
You
empty
So he yelled, "oh, heck"
"Heck," said the rebel
Well, the Dean walked by
Just as that occurred
He said, "you can get expelled
For what I just
hung down his head and cried
Corrina, Corrina
Do you have to go?
Corrina, Corrina
Tell me, why do you have to go?
Just made me come to love you
unleashed
I'll hang you alive like a rack a meat
Next to the meat, so then you'll keep
Crying, dying, crying, dying
Hung alive right next to the meat
Slowly
and break in front of ya
Erratic gets your presence you've been replaced by my essence
The sunshine survive, 'cause that's what we produce
Refuse
We're taking it hard all the time
Why don't we pass it by?
Just reply, you've changed your mind
We're fighting with the eyes of the blind
Taking it
I never thought that I'd fall for you
But now your loving seems to have
Some kinda hold on me
Haunted by your touch
Hung up on all your love
I
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