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breath became shallow
Freezing, then melting made this fish yellow

it's mellow
Oh no, it's mellow
it's mellow
Oh no, it's mellow

More and more I try

Strike up a conversation
With a stranger in a bar
Oh come on now
Turn the power
Off and on again

And there's not much I like
In this modern world no more

When she could take pike's strangeness no more,
Ranting about 'what had she done wrong,'
And 'how she could have raised her weird daughter differently,'

pretension and I’m not the least intrigued 
       G7       
by what I see. No no no...


Chorus:
   Am  Em/G  F          G
So! Back off, this conversation's

Like david with his stone
Knocked goliath of his throne
There's nothing i can't do
Cause i believe in you
And this world of stress, obstacles

to give you time, call another day
I ain't got no time to give you time, ain't no conversation
Tell em I've been grinding at a runners pace
Took a little

move forward by the aid of symbols 
and we change those symbols as we move forward.
Who said that? Is there an echo in here? A catalectic tetrameter

Dead both ways, no ride
How you doing, ok bye
No more than 5 lines
And then we both say goodbye
Thank you thank you, that's all we talk about
Dead

a hoe
No conversation nigga we don't even talk
I heard an earthquake maybe the world bouta end
I don't hate you maybe we can be friends
If the world was

on my own
I ain't wait for no line

Opportunities knocking at the door
I gotta let 'em in
Niggas talking more than hoes
David Letterman

Y'all would do

work
Seeing my name tossed around in conversation as the greatest to do it
With no support of people talking can hurt
But I'm a big man back in the post

Who Got the Camera?

Ice Cube

The Predator

1992

more hit 

No lights no camera no action 
And the pigs wouldn't believe that my slave name was Jackson 
He said don't lie to me 
I'm lookin' for

CONVERSATIONS FROM A SPEAKEASY (Feat. OMNI)

(M. Lambert/D. Smith/B. Francis/J. McDonald)
Produced by Suffa for Suffering City Productions
Written

it's dior
Just bought a brand new hell cat oh that lambo Pft I don't want it no more
Big bank in my pocket got me looking like I just robbed the store
I

else

She does have a point do you feel you
Get the proper love from New York?

Hell fucking no

And I never understood that because
You ran the same

Would you slide for us?
Would you put it on gang would you ride for us?
Would you sling it like David, yeah go on fight for us?
Would you do it like

me a call, on the way
Why would I escape? This more than a phase

We had a fire conversation, dynamite
That's alright, I can trust you with a child

We ain't playin games
Won't be anymore conversation
Hol' up bitch
Woah there bitch
Slow down bitch
Out my shit
No more bitch
No more bitch
Shut that

Craig, crush the hash
The Beretta's in the stash

Well, bang! let's kick it off like a butt
More fakes than Allen front to leave
You lost like a treasure

of me (uh)
Came up on that scale alone, no one was preparin' me, yeah-yeah
Uh, and we parkin' by the lakeside
Ventin' 'til security pull up and close

him, cbraham by him
David came by them, then Solomon and Nathan
Some sons of David, fathers of some generations
One grew up from the roots up to the sky

cme thru the door
Go way more women trouble tho then eva befo
Its like a 12 inch promo..
... somthin that u might find...with an instrumental
Acapella

Strangers Again

Toby Keith

Dream Walkin'

1997

You couldn't tell by lookin' we'd ever met before
I hardly ever see her, she don't come by any more
With all the time we spent together, I thought

hard
But where do you start
With no common mark
She called me typical
Often she would ridicule
Asking if rap
Was the only thing I listened to
It's easy