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make it rough!
"Wrong nigga to fuck with!"
"Wrong nigga to fuck with!"

It's on, "Gone With the Wind"
And I know white men can't dunk
Now I

she smiled
I couldn't resist so I grabbed her butt
She said what's wrong with you fool
Are you some kind of nut
The teacher turned around while
My arm

one
About to be a foot chase
I knew yo ass was a fan
When I was down in the can
And now yo ass mad that I'm
Out because I'm building bandz
Cause I

Neon sky
Don’t know why
I ever said goodbye
The sun sets so much brighter with you

Side by side
Our minds entwined
But I was wrong, you were right

seen by the eye
Big Foot, Big Foot, wave your hands and say goodbye

Why you hiding
Nobodies buying
I hear you roar
With every step you shake the floor

the knob back
The pink tip of a match turns black The pink tip of a match turns black
Your face was easy from familiarity But by golly if only I knew
You’re

on the Pavement 

Check the status don't mistake it 
Do me wrong then compensate it 
I don't even really wanna talk about it 
Let dem over conversate it 
Roll wid

If It Wasn't for Bad Luck

Ray Charles

Genius & Soul: The 50th Anniversary Collection

1997

can dig it

All at once I got a funny feelin'
That something around here was goin on wrong
     Hmm
So you know what I did Jimmy?
     What?
I

Blush everything is blush
Can’t believe you’re mine babe i’ll never get enough
Nothing can go wrong with you by my side
Blushing baby blushing baby

rain-weathered epitaph
For being down
Inducing stress
Forgetting when to laugh

I've stood at the foot of the silt
Watched the pink carnations wilt
I can replace

I'm not who I'm supposed to be
I bring out the worst in me
I see my reflection
It's always in the wrong direction
And now I'm back to where I

Thrive

Newsboys

Thrive

2002

Yeah, I'm giving it over

Music by Peter Furler and Steve Taylor / Lyrics by Steve Taylor
©©2002 Dawn Treader Music (admin. by EMI Christian Music

friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't

To think I only met you last week
I can't find the time
By counting empty bottles on the floor
You make me feel like a better man
Your promises were cheaper

not wise for you to be a foot stool

Enjoy yourself, it's later than you think
Enjoy yourself, while you're still in the pink
The years go by

Foot on the gas and I'm slamming my foot
Took off my mask I ain't jamming my looks
Got the cap I just needed to push
Oh my god all the seasons it

no reason for the sleeping
They had us quarantining way too long

Now we drinking more and speeding
We living for the weekend
What could go wrong

So I

one and, "Another One Bites the Dust"
Play, "The Old Rugged Cross" and, "In God We Trust"
Ride the pink horse down that long, lonesome road
Stand

tired limbs could ask for
is a foot on the gas, and you,
in my Pink Cadillac

Pink Cadillac down a desert road
Time goes by in episodes
but don't you even

on a warpath, now it's
We stand by till we're more than friends

Is it me or you
Five foot but she stand
She know the vibes when she a call
But she wanna be more

Tears falling from my eyes
Wishing I was looking at the pink skies
And you were by my side
So lucky to have you too dumb to realize
I wish I still had you

fighting for their kid when they could share me babangan
We gon' get this shit by any means, noma kanjan

Private sipping I don't pour up with no lames
I

Foot Patrol

Ironik

No Point in Wasting Tears

2008

and changed everything
Took me from fall to spring
Degraded by love, for you il do anything

So I let go, can't say no
You got me on foot patrol
With you I

that smell, it's the packs in the mail
Smoking pounds by the whales I prevail at anything I wanna do in life
I could never fake gangsta and cry