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went flat. I jacked it up and patched the tube and Frank tore a piece of my shirt off. Then Bob come out and called him off and says "You better'd get
a fuck about hoes
they switching up when u are broke bruh
They wanna come back when u rich
You said love or a drug
Nothing I may lose my self
Be careful
the bigger picture I'll
Put you six feet under
Go to talk to Bob Ross
Painted so vividly
Sold for a Mil a piece
Over in Sicily, Italy
(Top Drop Top drop
mess. I'm telling you. We all are. I know that, you know, and I'm just, you know, I'll be the first to tell you, you know, I'm a mess and God is dealing
like Robin
See, I'm watching, take me out
I'll come back man, poltergeist
Got two balls for your girl
Come here open twice
I leave her purrin' all night
Well few years back when we had just met I was curious to ask him a question
I said: "Old friend Bob T., ain't it lonely out here? And don't you ever
""Bob Venke, the Flamingo overlord
Has no qualms about annihilation
You should watch your back when he's in town
Or else it might be your neck
or your own place
You fans online are bored by your face
You're standing by the mirror taking selfies
And your homies are getting pay increase
Eh hey Bob
down down like a closed coffin come round we can get it all off for the right price Bob Barker no cap I blow the money i'm making it back they look at me
will love you even more
Oh, I'll take you back, if you come back
I'll take you anywhere you ever want to be (stronger, stronger)
By the light inside
believe
Don't feel sorry for me
I hate that look on your face
You say, just let go
You say, come back home
I say, I'm just fallin' from grace
I'm naked in
Robert
Don't tell your wish, Bobby
Or it won't come true
You just blew it
It probably was a wish you wouldn't have gotten anyway, Robert
You
finally extinguished.
Mr. Stranger, aka The Bone Man, goes to Dublin
Space. Time. Rhythm. Static. Kinetic. Truth. What is truth?
Silence. Do you know?
(come on, come on, come on)
Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from
In New York (ayy, ah-ha) (uh, yeah)
Concrete jungle (yeah) where dreams
make your world shatter like glass
And I ain't talking 'bout the dabs
(Woo-ha)
What's the haps on the craps?
(Woo-ha)
Stoney Bob bring it back
you high noon all night
I was brought up on the
Wrong side of the tracks
I've been locked up
Even shot right in the back
I'll deal with a little
around me
(guilt-guilty by association)
I heard you were snitches so
Don't come around me
(guilt-guilty by association)
I heard you talkin lick
Don't talk
Em's house, Our House
So welcome, to our house
Where no one, comes back out
You won't find, comfort
In here, in here, in here
When I was
Time to Move
by Crosby Loggins
I'm bouncing off the walls tonight
Junk in heart, sunken highs it's 3 A.M.
I'm tangled up over you
Lying on a burning
smoking' by the pint
Little shortie, see you at night
Crowd on there feet, while im on the stage
Why they come to me, when they see I made a change
Life is
I grew up hard, you know what I mean
Off to school, no lunch routine
Everyday we keep it clean
Flag, what, you know what I mean
Back in them hills,
Yeah, I'm back to drive you crazy
With the hottest shit in the street (ow)
No ifs, ands or maybes
Everybody gather around from here to little
Yeah, I'm back to drive you crazy
With the hottest shit in the street (ow)
No ifs, ands or maybes
Everybody gather around from here to little
with the devil
Unless it's September
Yeah
Uh
Because if the feeling's real
I'm just going to say deal
You better not try to steal my heart
If you do I'll
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