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sweet, sour and a little spice

There were good and bad times for sure
Hard to tell where the real friends were
I pressed on with hope and faith
This love

sky walking on these bitch niggas 
I will bully niggas, where ya lunch at?
Niggas really trash they be dropping garbage
Can't associate with no fake

never real until you break
From the ropes that you tied

Parasite
Of the mind
Now it's time
To be

Reborn
Reborn
Reborn
The door is open again and now I

O and Joe Cooley, Mix Master Spade, King Tee, Bobby Jimmy
Bumpin' that Roaches!

I was raised by them funkateers
What we give em leave em wit torn

So I only see you once a week
Only visit me when my depression hits it's peak
And you know I'm not like other guys
My femininity, it will be my

oppress
People like me, striking with their Good Book, oh, lest
We expose the real Truth, they're the ones who blind
I lay awake in my bed, the painkillers

just fight

It doesn't make no sense


I talked to god 
asked him if our future seem bright

Ive been wondering how fast my life Will pass me by

what

Feelings were real with ya, you know I've been thinkin' bout our Xmas mistletoe kisses, under the mistletoe
I Wanna wrap you up on this snowy night,

- oh no

No pension - just getting through the day
Tomorrow will be better right?  But it's just so far away
No Pension - no fortune in the bank
Just

for an answer 
To things in life I should fulfill
I found what I was looking for
ct the Little White Church on the Hill 


Life can be so cold sometimes

that team
She shining like a beam of light
Real bright
Shut my eyes and now she's
By my side
For the ride
I'm never gonna leave
I want to believe
One day

Well, fuck it
I'm going to start taking the last sip
Suck my dick
You'd be good at it
Real talent

awesum purpose/ get it in /whoop whoop whoop/tell me who gone shoot us it me or u /I Bum thru I dont wear no blue real niggas gone salute/u a poop lil

let it pass by,Clip my wings, but still I can fly
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
 Open my eyes, just look aroundI got a team, I can’t let them down,Pressure will

that I can do it better
Babygirl that I would never give you anything but light
So Let's Get it On
We can Marvin Gaye tonight, be my Soul 4 Real
My Candy

New generation soon will grin
I bid you be my Birth Machine

Fall Into Velvet

Steve Lukather

Lukather

1989

Fall into velvet

What I fear
This childhood dream
Must be real
I can feel it
Now I understand
This comfort of man
Take my hand
Fall into velvet

that reaches to draw the book
Kills the prostitute, self-mutilates
Designing, refining the tool to keep me high
The escape plan from boredom will be

You heard their song
And tried their moves
Then longed
To belong
You got so close
You chose
Your own free will
You chose
You own free will
To seek

Proud to Be Punk

The Casualties

Stay Out of Order

2001

look, we are sick of your rules
By the ink on my skin, you can see that I'm the real thing
Up the fucking punx, our sound is fucking strong

Proud

Jack Tripper

Kutt Calhoun

Black Gold

2013

you wanna hate by
These real housewives of Atlanta while keep the script
But if you ever wanna find out the reason they mini leach just

Come

the rules
Your boys vs my boys
Here we go again
Men will be men
We can go toe to toe
Blow for blow
Til' I'm a hundred & ten
Your crew vs my crew
Your crew Vs

'll slap you with a 50 and you'll take the chair
You'll die by the money, so you lie bout the money
I ain't ever gon be broke so don't you cry bout it to me

Crosstown

Glenn Miller & His Orchestra

Jazz in the Charts 1940, Vol. 6

2011

a blue room
I can even see the day that we will
Have a little tea-for-two room

I found a real sweetheart 
Who'll never let me down
Haven't time