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doing, like
Like I don't know, fuck 'em

What's a man without some
Principles to stand by?
A good girl beat a bad bitch by a landslide
They'll never know

Yeah, memories like symphonies
You’re still gone, you and I, our synergy
Do you remember me? Do you remember me?
Back then we were seventeen, we’re

Miss the ones that's gone I can't forget a thing
Grieving it be fucking up my memory
Liquor in my body I can't feel a thing
And it's killing me
Miss

regret

With you by my side, I'll face the world
Night drive, let's do it again, that's right
Night drive, we'll never forget
Memories we'll share, we'll

He's the mani man, I wouldn't trade him for no other man
I love you man, you my little man
I hope some day we can talk like men, right now you're

Mi rise a deciple
Fi murder yuh swimmaz fren
A me response fi tawcha
Man EVIL DAN DEM by far & far & farer
Nah join the politrics mi nuh response fi it

Gold vs.The Right Things to Do

Lupe Fiasco

Drogas Wave

2018

but the man, him a jammin'
Original you should come follow fashion
Me already don' seen what the future hold
Enough gold for the dark arts

[Ultravox Cover]

Dancing with tears in my eyes
Weeping for the memory of a life gone by
Dancing with tears in my eyes
Living out a memory of a love

ain't been the same
But I'm doing what I can man and try to follow y'all memory lane man
Big you be ashamed to see New York gangbang
Pac you feel the same

ain't been the same
But I'm doing what I can man and try to follow y'all memory lane man
Big you be ashamed to see New York gangbang
Pac you feel the same

This one for my souljas, souljas
This one for my souljas, souljas
Even though you gone your memories live on
I hang you up a poster, poster
This one

I know my enemy and I can't forget his name, 
Distant memories of a man that just couldn't change, 
And though I've tried to set aside, 
I still

Children of the Sky

London Symphony Orchestra

Hunting of the Snark

1986

of the wind that prevailed.
We had no reason to doubt the truth,
Driven by danger and discontent,
And the drums of youth.

Don't let the memory die,
Childen

Sometimes I be acting fake
About the history
Making songs don't erase no memory
It's like a tremor and a tumor
A lot of my life makes no sense man
Including

Dancing with tears in my eyes
Weeping for the memory of a life gone by
Dancing with tears in my eyes
Living out a memory of a love that died
It's

Yeah icey
Skepta jammer

Living a dream Boy better know

What's the word on the streets
Baby mum got beat Now man are in beef
Me and my G's
Everybody

it by any means
Word to Malcolm X
Never trust ya Ex
Even if the sex is best
On to the next man
I ain't gotta flex man
I'm just getting checks man

eating
And I know that we ain't been sleeping
But whatever mum wants, that's what mum gets
Everybody better put their Ps in
Man are gonna pay by cash, yes

Yeah ah

I was made by the mess (Play with the drip it got slippery splash)
I was made by the mess (Check at the combos they stitched up like that)
I

a kid
All the days went by and I didn't give a shh
Did whatever I want whenever I want, was great
Wow, I really miss those days
Man, I wish those days

memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves
Let me forget about today until tomorrow

Hey Mr. Tambourine Man play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there

(talking by 9ine)
A yo man fuck that shit man
Fuck that other shit you know
We bout to kick that real shit uh
Keepin

Road’s getting narrow, with snakes in the shadow
And the shade where you sleep is formed by the gallows
Where a man with an arrow was hung by

I go in my memory
To a day when I could pray
For better times
So I could go and be a better man
And I just wanna save my only thing I have
Songs