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where things got a longer wave-length
Rhythm's up, flashing dancing disco stars
in March near to Mars
On the notes of an Australian bagpipes
playing by
feel the pain
From cries of desperation by the anxious and depressed
But that’s when my heart is put to test
I recognize You call for light and dark
a diamond in the rough rough rough
Put my city on the on rise like ugh ugh ugh
Just sit back and listen to this
About to take whole Montreal on a trip
Only
you'll get rushed
Stepped out on sauce, of course
I put ten pound on that horse
Another ten pound Arsenal draws
I don't even watch this sport
But
When my parents divorced I was
Left in a state
Where the music it's heights
Inspired me to write
Even more now I express myself raw
On the tracks
shit
Don't think I don't remember you
Most of these niggas, they pitiful
Needa find another route 'cause music
Is not for you
My bitch she looks like
Coka rockstar
Fuck music, I’m talking about the block, pa
I’m talking about bullet holes the
Size of God’s heart
And choppers that could put Satan
Inside
troubles faded all away
We put everything we had into the sound
What beer was left, we drank and threw the money in the tank
And we hit the road to another
and groove in high tops
We work like tape opps music something I've got
We put our foot to the pedal and the pedal to the metal
But the channel ain't
convincing
These dudes with
Like I'll give you the blueprint
For pimping my music
I say that like K’Lash, he’s another lion
Every hardship from getting scarred
Never had the dough but I'm always on a roll
They saying it's a business I don’t
Do this for the money
Got music in my blood just
Flowing for the ladies
at vidya games
Somethin' I'm moderately ashamed
Silly boy humor paralleled by nicks
Somethin' we say to get our kicks
Habit put to bed 6 ft under
My
fucked up everyday like it's a celebration
Bangin that music from the speaker givin good vibrations
And put the funk in the air
We got the skunk ova here
Dinge öfter mehr als ähnlich
Du bist nicht erst jetzt unentbehrlich
She say me put the work first
But, girl, I'm inspired by your words
So mi nah
I left you alone
You were lookin for another owner
So I freed ya don’t need ya
Finally I can breathe
Ball in my court my shot clock started
Now it’s
niggas from The Deuce
I was raised by the streets
It's a LA summer, we in Waikiki
Thank God for another summer
I'm still alive and I fuckin' love it
Seen
enough to fight back 'cos we settled for less
Waiting for change to come
We get none but a brother like me begun to be another one
To run up in
Because we're 'bout to have a big feed (yo)
It's a Samoan lunch, where there's only four of us
But we got enough food to feed about six streets
I'm in
[Words: Ristolainen]
[Music: KerÙ?nen]
Beautiful bride
And undaunted knight
Are lying in bed, holding hands
Side by side
They started their life
Dance with me, Kip
I'm afraid I have two right feet
Perfect, I have two left ones! I'll teach you, c'mere
Now, just put your body against
loved music and games. He was supposed to ask for the hand of Isolde in the name of his uncle, King Marke. But love flamed up between them - though it was
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