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Grown of the grapes stomped by old wisemen
Holding the bottle like Heisman
F out my face
Stiff arm a bad vibe while I'm running my grind in
Weaving no

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UNCLE WALTER:
The clergyman’s pastoral pager loudly― uh, loudly― uh, uh loudly rang out, echoing through the vacant YMCA halls.

FATHER BILL:
By

Never been phased by the petty world around me
Always been aware when it come to my surroundings
Building up a movement my journey been astounding

Close to the Edge: The Solid Time of Change/Total Mass Retain/I Get Up

Anderson Bruford Wakeman Howe

An Evening of Yes Music Plus

1993

move,
And choose the course you're running.

Down at the edge, round by the corner,
Not right away, not right away.
Close to the edge, down by a river,

Oh let me say it
I lost some of my patience
Oh whats a little bit a scuff to the faces 
Oh and we get up and go off to the races
Low and behold lost

a baddie and she different races

Uh, uh, uh, uh
Okay
Like aye
Okay
Like wait, wait, wait

Wait, braces, braces (Bling)
On my face and
I'ma make it (Okay)

We smokin doobies in the sunlight
We drinkin henny by the bedside
She roll it up w me

She chillin at my place
Baby, make my heartbeat race
U got

on the Devils Race
Feel the Demon´s Breath  
Face to Face

Gasoline is gettin too hot
in your Carburator
Oil is blowing smoke up in the Air
No Speed Limit for me

mile 
Dogle pichane by face dekh le 
O ! Back to my life koi chance na mile 
Dogle pichane by face dekh le

Mithe mithe batta aale cochle sune 
Na yaar k

I'm outta time 
Outta Place 
I Feel like my minds been running a race for so long 
Oh so long 
Unsatisfied 
Change of face 
I Feel like my minds been

Nightmare never ending Soul is bending
Escape this place
Ripping off my face
Leaving the human race
Nightmare never ending
Escape this place
Leaving the human

Rolled a couple woods and she blew em to the face
Met her on the gram took her back to the base
Been on another level yeah they call me the ace
Need a gold

Smiles on my face
Miles in this race
Things look better
When they falling into place
Never satisfied
And Im always tired
Still running laps round

You're always criticizing
The entire human race
You'll look, but never find me
And you will forget my face
Some call it destiny and
Some even call it fate

this evening
No no no no
No no no no
These swirling rumors try digging my grave
And don't know they should race me
These swirling rumors that face me

I hit him right in his face
Ran off without him like it was a race
You cannot stay at my place
I might be busy like everyday
I move as fast as a ray

Runnin this shit like a street race
Keepin that shit by my new waist
I got your shordy she givin me face she wanna fuck me for the day
All of my

Inside the place where we hide our face
And try to fake out fate with the faith we place
Inside a world wide race where the humans chase
For more

Made In Japan

Deep Purple

Deepest Purple: The Very Best of Deep Purple [30th Anniversary Edition CD/DVD]

1980

A song called Highway Star, this one. 
Nobody gonna beat my car
I'm gonna race it to the ground
Nobody gonna beat my car

It's gonna break

Swank
And we pullin' that bitch like grenade
Get clipped by them clippers, you catchin' the fade
I got the chop to your face
I smoke that gas
I

So many faces go by
All the races, go time
I've been waiting all night
You saying, you're all mine

Yea
Just a flick of the wrist
Fulfilling your

This a marathon no race (race)
But you stuck in place (place)
On the paper chase (chase)
On the paper chase (chasing)
Counting blue faces (faces

like a race, a race
Don't you ever let nobody in your life
Come and look you in your face
And tell you that you can't do it
Or tell you that it's really

my color blue
Kill out many opps cause niggaz I'm with my crue
Feel that shit in the face
They dont know me by my race
Oh fuck shit in that case
Take