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soft and nice
I don know who i am now
I lost deep inside your love
Tell me now tell me now
What have you done to me
Girl wan be free
Free me now free me

the past, but I'm hopelessly attached
To you, to you. There's nothing I can do.
Maybe wishing on stars is all for naught.
Shattered dreams are all I got.
Oh I

real, uh huh
Nigga we was down bad, we aint have nothing
I started making music just to have fun
I started taking it serious and now im making money
Im

dance
Do do, do a dance, dance, dance

She was more like a beauty
Queen from a movie scene
I said, "Don't mind, but what do you mean
I am the one
Who will

around
My fingers up in your face
And all you weak ass sell outs
Ain't nothing more than
Motherfucken disgraces
And I'm hiding from all the fakes
Who

just can't imagine being anywhere without 'em
Who gon' be there with me while I'm venting bout my album?
Who gon' have my back and reassure me

die, or drink red wine
I don't know who I should blame
This is all I have, so understand
I just want to exclaim
you will know my name
You can run, my

don't need to be cliche either way
He's the gay who was too afraid of me today
Cause I tweeted that he'd be
Sniped by a Green Beret check the timeline
Yo,

Of repeating the past all over
Nothing’s what it seems
I even tried to start all over
But you returned in my dreams
And now I can’t seem to get any closer

wish I got to have you near 
Being without you brings me to tears 

And I want to say to you 
There's nothing that I wouldn't do 
Just give me some time

Oh, oh, but I can't and it hurts
The only thing that's worse
Is that it meant nothing to me
For fifteen minutes of my life
Only by the night

I

one who's okay. We will be alright.
Things you don't get used to will be over. Stand by me!
Let's think about my dreams to come around.

Something that

Ain't We Got Fun? [Duet]

Billy May

Thanks for the Memory [ASV/Living Era]

2003

the winter in the Summer
Don't we have fun
Times are bum and getting bummer
Still we have fun
There's nothing surer
The rich get rich and the poor get

another one
Just another one on the list
Know these other niggas on ya wrist They nothing to tell
While I'm waiting on your call to the crib
[VERSE 1]
By

another one
Just another one on the list
Know these other niggas on ya wrist They nothing to tell
While I'm waiting on your call to the crib
[VERSE 1]
By

nothing left but everything
When you come from nothing you fen for everything
I can only care for who's with me
And pay no attention to the ones against me

you love
Any shame you may be feelin'
You have no need of
Made in His image
And still one of a kind
It's ok to start again
Growin' takes time

Day by

I'm that chico, they call mister 305 
(Mister 305) I'm from where they smoke dirty dirty,
they ride (Dirty ride) I'm that boy that don't let
nothing

offended by the ones who stand silent, not speaking loud enough 
 
 
Never turn ya back and think everything is just ok
Hear ‘em talk but still pay attention

the fuck do she take me for
But I think I love her so i take it off
By twenty sixteen I need a baby boy
Ready or not nigga that is not an issue
Gotta leave

NOTHING
Music: Jorunn Westeraas, lyrics: Stig Nilsson		
			
This is a song about nothing.
I know I have a million things to do.
I'll set my duties

right but all dogs go to heaven (uh, yeah)
It ain't nothing on my mind but the plot
Why I been workin' nine to nine for the guap
I take a tab and I day

go fussing
Rarely pick the phone for nothing
Unless you my bro my brethren
Stay by my lone all seven
I don't really hold no grudges
I don't really

How Do You Tell Someone?

Cowboy Mouth

It Means Escape

1995

The people we've become 
There's a little girl 
Who's crying over here

Michael says don't shout at me 
Like I was born a fool
You speak of love