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my rags
Yeah, and you can pay us in cash
Feet up, G5 we ain't gotta check no bags
Big baller shot caller getting to the bag
On my way to the dream Jay

of these bitches
Living inside a fairy tale

I took her to the fair
She wants a teddy bear
She said if I win her one
She'll let me touch her there
I got my

roll

[Hook]
Don't let the money fool ya, Big Moe I get lonely too
Even though I got more money
You can imagine in your wildest dreams
But money don't

with
Teddy bears
Balloons
And messages all in remembrance.
(Damn)
Sweet dreams cuz I'm livin' in a nightmare
Yeah uh huh
Yeah uh huh
Sweet dreams cuz I'm

Jackie and Wilson

Hozier

Hozier

2014

and buried in the yard outside
Sit back and watch the world go by

Happy to lie back, watch it burn and rust
We tried to work, good God it wasn't for us

detectives, ride round pickin' up clues
We'll name our children Jackie and Wilson, raise 'em on rhythm and Blues

Cut clean from the dream that night, let my

don't count on the dream
Just look at me man i'm living my dream
They cant believe that i'm only eighteen
They cant believe they got killed by a kid

penicillin
No Alabama, I ain't got no children
Shooting up racist pigs like Woodrow Wilson
Got your eyes in the vision, grip those thighs push the friction
Eat

Postcards from Richard Nixon

Elton John

The Captain & the Kid

2006

back
And I guess we'll have to stay

In open arms we put our trust they put us on a big red bus
Twin spirits soaking up a dream
Fuel to feed

an impact then
And shaped the very man I am
Here's to all who,  all who came before me
Made a young man dream, dream, dream

The heroes in my home wasn't like

(Pew, pew)
Unlocking my chakras and teleporting in my dreams (My dreams)
A shark in her ocean, fucking up this beach
The truth ain't for everybody so

Time: 2:46 beach bum music bmi/beachead music, inc. ascap
Producer: brian wilson/russ titelman
Mixed by hugh padgham assisted by bob vogt at a & m

a dream

Time, time went by, you and I
Sleep side by side when day becomes the night
Life in a new place I call home
Made me leave behind times when I felt

Honest Lullaby

Joan Baez

Honest Lullaby

1979

and campus jocks 
Who hid their vernal equinox 
In pairs of faded jeans 
And slept at home resentfully 
Coveting their dreams 
And often have I wondered

whenever
Don't mind the weather
Tú puedes ser mi teddy
Aquí siempre ready

Do you think about me, sir?
Do I appear in your dreams, sir?
¿Do you need

Rogers
Or DVD by Ashara Kwesi

And let your soul roam free

Amos Wilson told us 
In the 70's of black poverty

Dreamz 
Dreamz are realities that we see
I

Well he's just eighteen fresh out of school
There's no way he's sitting five more years a fool
He packs it in and heads out to Beijing
Living with

face until her head hurt
Reily Wilson in the building
Rocking khakis and a sweater
Got the ones laced loose
And my pockets with the cheddar
Came a long,

Ali Baba

John Holt

John Holt Like a Bolt

2000

the princess by my side
The Duke and the Duchess was there to meet me with a smile

Alice was there in a Wonderland
Staring far away
The three blind mice

it
So we steady, It's teddy, that nigga talk like teddy
We shoot you in your belly nigga its just like confetti
How you blow, I throw
It's different

kill shit and get to this back though
Feel the breeze new wave when I washed in
Cast away she got a Wilson, call It Glock Ten
Californicate I'd rather

known for a life drought
No we ain't living well, I know you heard the story
We stay right near hell, we souls in purgatory 
They out gripping loud toys

I like this mother fucker here
This my shit
This one my favorite shits off the whole Ep

Turn me up a little bit
In my headphones bro

Yeah

This

High and Mighty

Cyndi Lauper

Bring Ya to the Brink [Clean]

2008

to trap your clothes
Keep the door blocked, closed

So, you can't get in and I can't get out
Sink into my pillow and dream what it's about
To be living high