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Wake up next to me in the morning, yeah
Yeah, yeah
I thought life was supposed to be paradise
I’m livin by the ocean, surrounded by blue skies

One thing we can learn from history
Is we don't ever learn from history
Just lil old me with big dreams
Big Dreams
One thing we can learn from

Great Big Storm

The Wired Strings

Grand Romantic

2015

Asleep above the stars
I watch my mother cry
Father Time is catching up
I keep the phone by my side
Afraid she'll wake me up to catch the next flight
In

Is this thing on? Good
Hi, this is Marvelous; this song
This song in its entirety is not meant to disrespect any women
In its entirety
Well you know

vocalin'
That's my man
Shout out Big Des and Knight
It's all about the next generation
That's what we here for
The next generation
Of course to Jung,

Yes Sir, I Will

Crass

Christ the Bootleg

1999

you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.


*
Words sometimes

must have a team
Decaydance, preferrably, that'll be next for me (hint hint)
The rest'll be history
Plat i um until they stop listenin'
Then your baby's

looking for him
I'd play my little songs in the car next to you boo
She bob her head and say, "damn! Oh, that's you?"
But by the last anthem, I was feeling

Along with the rest of your outdated Raps
Next to your packs of
Garcia Vega Cigar Papers
If I catch your mama
Joggin' in cross trainers
I'ma go across her

Don’t worry ‘bout a thing 
 Don’t worry ‘bout a thing 
  
 I'm on the rooftop 
 Surrounded by the stars and the views hot 
 Ain't nobody thinking 'bout

from Jamaica
She sipping Cris' straight up, skanking, whining her waist up
Scene two, my fam throwing a jam
Fareed is on the stand, big things is in

Ms. Fat Booty

Mos Def

Black on Both Sides [Clean]

1999

from Jamaica
She sipping Cris' straight up, skanking, whining her waist up
Scene two, my fam throwing a jam
Fareed is on the stand, big things is in

To Ye and Hov over there in Philly
I was up in Paris man
Standin' next to Diddy
And he introduced me as BIG
And told me I was killin'
And not that I was

You numb to my voice
You can't erase this, I'm by shift at bible course (Die!)
Big wavers can't hold me, forget it
Big haters want try me, forget it

me have to buy my hype too
Dealt with the big homie already, don't make me have to side by side you
'Nuff times he tried to hide behind you
Amnesia

a big flex
He alone there is no next
In all things, I put God first
Close to his heart like a school crest
So you touch me you get no rest
Till you repent

Had that pack in my briefs now big packs in my sweats
I got my foot on the gas and they necks
I just be thuggin it cause im up next
I got my foot

on the gram you still get tagged
I don't worry bout things that seem to drag

What's next bitch stunt on the ex bitch
Big ass, in love with the neck bitch

can chase it
From the bottom the basement
I see my name and bright lights
On big screens
Times square billboard
Doing them big things
And it ain’t

thing down
Next thing I knew, he was running around
So I chased that pig down wanted some bacon
So I had to go to his big brother's house
Said I blew that

Big plans, we got big big plans coming up in this mother fucka
Six hands, it was six hands when we came with mathed up off the cuff nigga
And that

niggas
Shout to big hustlers on the train saying they got money but not

BX, BX, BX We next, nigga
BX, we next, we next, nigga
BX, BX, BX, BX, BX, We next

Your Next Bold Move

Ani DiFranco

Revelling: Reckoning

2001

around you
But it's hard to point and say "there"
So you just sit on your hands
And quietly contemplate

Your next bold move
The next thing you're

what it seems, everybody wanna be seen
On the cover of a magazine
Everybody want big things
Everybody want big dreams
Everybody want bling bling