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it off my chest Don't care what you heard, I'm really the best Gonna fly to the top, like a bird, left the nest Woke up this morning, I'm thinking
Take it back, take it way back Take it way way back to the first black man Long ago before the white man could paint The black man with a gun in
really care less Bout the mans you with Now lemme lay yo ass down wit some brand new piff And they ain't ever gon be fucking wit us By the morning we
pass by We ran up that hill Feels like only last night Ay, man time flies by How the fuck we made it past 25 Man, I’m feeling one with you right now
And achieve it all with music that came quickly from afar Then taste the fruit of man recorded losing all against the hour And assessing points to nowhere,
be your last warning once you walk past the doorman Ali and Foreman gonna lock ass until the morning Marvellous finances provided by Joseph Mobutu
man fall Hurt me to my bones To see him high in the morning And by evenin' see him gone Boy that woman belongs to the captain Better let her go
Let it be consumed by You (Ooh) Cause all I want is You (Ooh) Say breathe on us Breathe on us All consuming fire Ignite our hearts With
its all about and maybe I can lend a hand A twist of fate but I have no doubt that the man is doing fine Take and lead me by the hand These are
through From my highs to the lows, you were my EQ I wish every evil man could have seen too Though they're blind blind by the lies devils feed you You want
you cry all nightWednesday early we fall into work all caught up in the day by dayThursday morning is not Thursday morning till Alanis says: "How's your
shoulders, and he pees himself in the night. We'll Make a man of him Put him to trade Teach him To play monopoly and To sing in the rain. The poet
cleaner than your Motherfucking preacher on sunday morning Me, I run the streets all week, hustle hard I do work to get by But bet I be the cleanest
inside that pussy get you drippin like the ocean Yellowbone Bust all on her back it look like lotion I'm the man of the hour I can fuck you in the morning
a traveling man C'mon pretty baby Love me 'till the brake of dawn The night will last forever And by the morning we'll be done Yeah, I'm a traveling man
to honor You The man You kept, has come to worship You (If He's ever kept you, call him your keeper) Keeper (You keep me daily Lord) Keeper (morning by
Nevertheless! Powerslave tour! Hmmmm. By the way, Running Free... the photograph on the front of this single was by a man none other than Ross Halfing. He
bullets connect to your chest man We got your girl on shoot She love the way that the mandem come test man Woi Woi Chefed up a man that morning Turn
Tambourine Man, play a song for me In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you Though you might hear laughing, spinning, swinging madly across
Transcribed by gerry [introduction sample:] Cigarette, a cup of tea, a bun. Ooh... / Button up your sheepskin carraway, / rainy cafe, kentish
the streets A pint of Guinness to kill your kidneys I meant liver, fuck Love living superior By the Hudson river Beat break so cold, make em fucking shiver Like
screwface The cold is getting to him, don't hurt 'em, it's too late Yeah, he just a dude with a dream That been quashed by a system, wasn't built to succeed
Gotta keep your groove How can a man like me not know the answers Jack Dean another teen without a dad or mother I wrapped myself in rap to distract from
the law My mother raised me a God (Hey) (Fuck you) A goddess told me "good morning" when I woke up (Fuck you) You know I had a good morning when I
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