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of Georgie 
Like fuck life's so crazy 
Shrooms got me thinking wavy 
Never by yourself cuz you've got yourself baby 
Joey on the beat, Tribbiani
These ain't my

I wish I wasn't I wish I had emotions but
Man fuck Bruce he a bitch
Bruce them waves is fake
Where your durag at?, you can tell by the shape
Fuck out

think I’m a hypocrite
Or even doubt that it exists

Oh my gosh
Joey is that you
I’m such a fan
I follow you on the gram
You’re so damn cute man
You’re

we done, it wasn't worth that
Joey, I'm responsible for bringin' Jers' back
Yeah, we back, uh
She at the bar stylin', she throwin' it up
She drink

Swallowed so bush might trace what raised red
And every plant so snaked my nerves like stopped and
Caught by the windshields
Cast of iron
See me
Beside

Run, run away
They came in the shade of the moonless night
I have seen the flames in their eyes, it was do or die
We fought, fled, cried as the fire

a brick, put your eggnog down
Your country's being run by
An orange fucking clown)
Well let me break it down for
How your stocking's getting stuffed
(White

a way to run a business!
Spare me these unending trials!
Half your cast disappears,
but the crowd still cheers!
Opera!
To hell with Gluck and Handel -

just too much for me
(Sometimes it's just too much for me)
Well I want to run away
(Oh, well I want to run away)

Then there are the things
Cast this

to the crib we get it bags
You give bro an hour the gas gone
He go in his pocket and pull out his wallet that shit got a cast on
Might run out of time cant run

strobe lights (there's no need to run)
Not blue flashing lights (if you've done nothing wrong)
Maybe fairy lights (blue lights should just pass you by

yellow like Simpson, huh

Kick doors run up
Take shit joey Trap, uh
I'm up, fuck your fake shit

Wild shit, I just just fuck another bitch
Wild shit, I

Gather here prepare for the feast
My earls and Nobel’s right down to the priest
This battle was won by you and me
Join the ensemble, dig in with glee

but stair /
350 ..  spent on my belt /
Gottta ..go get em dealt
I'm Shotta by my lonesome by my self /


Trap ain't got no cc /
OT Rep'n Kc /
I ain't

Moonflight

Vik Venus

The Buddah Box

1993

crew 
 through their daily exercises:
Put your hands on your head, Simple Simon Says
Put them down by your side, Simple Simon Says
V V: How do you

Sound Off

Slaughterhouse

SlaughterHouse

2009

I is equivalent to four arms
Joell Ortiz is the body
The cannibal slash killer, kill you then eat your body
Joe Budden is the pair of legs
He runs

(TP, baby)

Thirty, forty, fifty shit (blrrrd)
I shoot 'til that glizzy click (shoot until it click)
If you see my face, don't run away, that's

Get the fuck out
Cause under my roof you live by my rules, son
I make you wanna bounce

Bounce sage Francis makes you wanna
Bounce joey Beat's beats

shit bad for my health
I pop out all black Catch another hat by myself
I ain't never cry about shit I just play the cards I'm dealt
Yeah, nigga, run off

Standing Stones

Loreena McKennitt

Parallel Dreams

a youth she held most true,
And ever since her infancy
He had watched these eyes so blue.

The land runs out to the sea 
It's a narrow neck of land

happened, yeah
I said I love you, guess you never paid attention
Now they know me by another name
Joey2 0, guess I'm the only one who change
Tryna track me

Praying to the sky 
Like lordy let me see a mil before I die 
And if I don't then baby you should let me die 
I gotta run up a check 
I'm not going to bed

nine to fifty three
I came here to run it you best believe
Everybody rejected me
This is the price, the hating fee, yeah

Stalin go
Stain go (Yeah)

three space nazis, you propagandist!
Thirty damn years and we’re not
Offering Joey Drew any forgiveness
You were hellbent on revenge
Than got redeemed in