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the unforgettable name
Of the man they call the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in
but like also the ArchAndroid?
Because of course in the book of
No, no, not on my show, next caller, you're on the air
Robot love is queer!
and all, but like also the ArchAndroid? Because of course in the book of-
No, no, not on my show. Next caller, you're on the air
Robot love is queer!
(and stop worrying, dear)
By now! Now, now (more hot pies!)
Will you wait there cooly (you'll come back when it comes)
'Cause my customers truly are
that I need
I love my baby oh
The air that I breath
I love my lady oh
You're all that I see
Make your way to me
My New York SiSi
[Written by: Kingsley
Supply, I need new supply from the plug 'cause I want suicide
A picture of you on my mind every damn night
Haven't feeling like myself in a long time
teach me to be free
Of my fear of being struck down by the pendulum
Alabaster Lady
As you weave a web of love with azure flowers
The early morning
we're steppin' out of here,
You ever think you're gettin' up, down, around or in,
Huh huh, you better think again, my friend
Because the door is closed
the one that I wanted
Was yours
Making my entrance again with my
Usual flair
Sure of my lines
No one is there
Don't you love farce,
My fault I fear,
have my respect
America only care about helping ourselves
What are you talking about? America does help
Give them a week of supply and they will be good
faded with a naked lady
Tryna get these thoughts out lately
Walk out on me that's the best
So I finally get this off my chest
Leave you with nothing less
foul, money, respect, and power
Opp man still tryna chase that clout
But we fill the air with gunpowder
Bad B come to the niz
Ass up, face down, she
You're fightin' for attention, I've got the riddlin'
I've got the hope, boy, I'm the middle-man
Let me show you my Supply, yeah you need to know 'em
He
Your life
You’re the love of my power
Fly high
She’ll be polite
My love
You understand
Listen to the jam
Much more to the jam
I’ll cherish your love
hair, or by the time you're 40, it will
look 85.
Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who
supply it. Advice is a form
of my power
Fly high
She’ll be polite
My love
You understand
Listen to the jam
Much more to the jam
I’ll cherish your love
Because I know I can
You’re
legs in the air till she touching the sky
Roll up the weed and blow smoke until I'm red in the eyes
She always look at me and say you're such a wonderful
source
And the power bill high like I
The sky provide
My water supply, no need to rely
On anyone, I'm certified, purified
I don't want any kind
about the weight, yo, it's how they performin'
My dash is 180, my weed half a pound
When the smoke in the air my nose like basset hounds
I don't stash
faith you’re a disgrace;
And, then, he tops it off by saying…
…At the congregation, you’ll not show your face!
V32 Group
Oh my god…
(1 beat pause)
my soulmate
Happiness
You're the person
Who I can see in the dark
And in the light
And I love you
We can't break up
Come back
We're always scared
go astray
You remind me you're here and you won't go away
Before I give up I open up my mouth
And I'll lift my hands
And I'll scream and shout
I supply
A nuclear power plant exploded this morning
It’s certainly a virus
Conflicts over drinking water supplies are raging all across the continent
okay
Are we immune to what is true? The message on the air
Was short to confusing, take the life out of my bed
We lose some power and it's hard to find
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