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probably told
He probably froze
I'm skeptical
Don't sleep by these hoes
Do you know Dwight
I bet you he knows
I'm talking the white that be round his nose
He

We were at the Hilton doing blow
With my friend Stepbro and Takashi
Strokin' champagne made it grow While you're on the low, baby
But everything will

Uhh
Yeah nigga
Think I'm gone kill this shit

Dive into the deep end
Defend a nigga at a dead end
Save me driving off these cliff bends
When that

miss some church all on Sunday
So I'm blessed dawg
Ain't no other way
You can try and play
Imma violate
And your flows bad I annihilate
Lemme say it once

slow
Ain't trying give no brain I think it's time for you to go
Lil shawty do the most she think I'm fucking on these hoes
We get that coke in by the O
I

stopped you is it looked like you were taking a pee over there by that tree, looks to me like public indecency”

“No officer, I was getting a blowjob from

While you're chillin
And laying in your place
I don't show my hand
Before I'm laying down my ace
You got something to say
Then come and say it to my face

man
Yeah, yeah
Never sold my soul for a second chance
Yeah, yeah
Reminding myself of visions greater
You may got the juice or the sauce, but I'm packed

The Party

The Dream Academy

The Dream Academy

1985

their way home one by one.

He may fire imagination into your eyes
I know strong personalities are hard to find
You messed up mine;
We've got a good

Through Your Eyez

Twiztid

Mirror Mirror

2002

me, console me, control me, shit
You're the one trying to change me, make me into something that I'm not

Chorus (4x)

Gritty Shaker

David Holmes

Essential Selection Winter 1997

1997

of the evidence
It's over, she's gone for good
Why should I lie, singin' a killer's lullaby
Identified by the dying ring of her goodbye
The last thing you hear

ain't tip my scale, put her on the mid list
Put your back into it, baby you a gymnast
If I hit it, I'm recording so they get the image
Don't send me no

Frankly, I'm disappointed, I'm appalled
And brother I am unbelievably hurt by the fact 
That you have morphed into something to me, that's not real

and a small town gutted)
I'm seeing red through all the blues
White roses bow their stems unto 
The image of you, living Proof.

I never said I love you,
I

when i'm sleeping 

don't be confused by my apparent lack of ceremony, my mind is clear.
i may be low or miles high off in the distance, i want you near.

I'll be getting high, to balance out the lows
I'll be getting by, working up slow
Every time I leave, she say why I gotta go
The feeling was there,

to you!
Wonder how you feel when you
Hear my voice on the radio
Radio
Baby girl
Woah
Take way too long
Can't be alone
Keep playin along
I'm waiting on
You

and I floor it
Life without fear was too boring, I started snoring
Reborn into Hell and I'm touring
Fuck you

with the most
Feed you good
Got to boast
Way too hood
Got 'em woke
I'm there
You leave
I'll go
Baby
You don't know
How I love you
'Cus I keep it low

a hit, try put the effort in, list is getting longer 
All the rappers that I'm better than
Building up the kingdom yeah you know we getting settled in

Alive 'N' Kickin'

Kenny Loggins

It's About Time

2003

get you far
2000 Overnights later 'n' I'm still not on the radio

Got a new Best Friend
He was more than Sittin' In
'N' we were makin' our mark

Ah yeah, we back in this muthafucka
Toast to my nigga Low MB, my nigga Flipside
And I’m Bust Stop
We got Kurupt from the Dogg
Pound in this

a different ratio
I got a dream, I wanna be up on a radio In a big ass house, sit and relax on a patio
Like a knife with 3 different blades You know I'm cut

WOLD

Harry Chapin

Our Songs: Singers & Songwriters Encore

1992

Hello honey, it's me
What did you think when you heard me back on the radio?
What did the kids say when they knew it was their long lost daddy-o?