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Little by Little

Oasis

Heathen Chemistry

2002

by little we gave you everything you ever dreamed of
Little by little the wheels of your life have slowly fallen off
Little by little you have

certain
you’ll be thrilled by my performance, you’ll be standing for the final curtain

Let’s have a little fun, you and I will become one, anatomically
you

Shawty wanna stroke my ego
So I told her gon get in my vehicle
I still got smoke tho it’s legal
And I'm always on go with my people
Try me I’m a dog

fire on the people hiding there.
People sought help by calling or sending text messages.
Panic and confusion was intensified by loud music and darkness.

brother, my mom, oh, my pop, and my little sister

All hopped in the car

We headed downtown to the Gallery Mall

My mom started bugging with the clothes she

the microphones pretend to care
With a blue collar on my shirt and pleats ruffled up on my plaid skirt
Regimental salute for all those people that they hurt

Smoke 'Em [Live]

Fun Lovin' Criminals

A's, B's and Rarities

2004

and a little dab'll do ya, maybe even school ya,
I'll rush your end zone like my man Don Shula
you're my four leaf clover even bending over;
I love you like

Smoke 'Em

Fun Lovin' Criminals

Hempilation, Vol. 2: Free the Weed

1998

and a little dab'll do ya, maybe even school ya,
I'll rush your end zone like my man Don Shula
you're my four leaf clover even bending over;
I love you like

evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural

ordered all the he could get
Every offer Harvey made, the people quickly took
By 9 am he'd sold every last book

Throw the bolt on the door and shut

with a pencil in it, people think I'm a magician 
With a wish and a swish of a hat
Beat competition with my fists into submission like that
I'm leavin'

Walking down the street
People that see me
Or do they even see me
I mean the real me
I don't even know
Cuz I'm so stuck up in my own head
And When I

Picture me just a young teen numb to love ibuprofen
Glasses with a plaid button up 
Cupid hit me I was shot by love
Skinny jeans with a little cuff
Boy meet

that
Hit the game warden smack dab
In his little gonads
I'm lit'r than a truck on fire, swervin'
Hotter than a distillery full of bourbon
Nice twenty-two

really strange
People changing like the seasons on me
I been by myself
And I keep the circle little homie
Running through the garden
'Cause it's where I

on a mission, you see
There's money that I'm missin'
I got 'em posted
Told 'em "Move and I'ma murder y'all"
You and all the trouble goin'
Through by servin' y'all

Jimmy Kimmel: My guest tonight is a
21-time Grammy award winning performer
Who last month threatened his very existence
By threatening one

One Tribe

The Black Eyed Peas

The E.N.D. (Energy Never Dies)

2009

gonna go
Is where we wanna be
The place where the little language is unity
And the continent is called Pangaea
And the main ideas are connected like

of Emilia-Romagna. It’s a warm September morning and the piazza is crowded with people, watched over by the lofty bell tower of the 12th century Basilica of San

by little when you lay in your bed
Little by little you will feel so dead

I've been around and I've seen the pain
Of many people who died in vain
Now

are
searching the square roughly turning over baskets and shaking down PASSERS-BY.
BRIAN appears near a rather dull little PROPHET, who is standing

New York, New York

Grandmaster Flash

The Best of Sugar Hill Records

1998

But I'm down by law and I know my way around

Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha) 
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!

A castle

I scraped my face across the skyline 
Blaming witches and congress
For bloody wrists seized
By judgemental, metal cuffs, branding 
Snow-covered

to never be replaced
He stood at her bed side
And told her let's go home
Held on to her hand 
With no pulse and just cold
People by dozens 
Came to see her