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i can tell by the look in your eyes that you'r looking for something Deeper than love i can see what's on your mind and i don't give a dawn. who's
that raw Fuck with this tip and she ball out, "Lord" Buss my- in your gyal like crud Pum pum bruk up, everything mad (mhm) Yo, yo, I got more than
mission, doing laps around Saturn what's that smell she did ask, that's the Henn'y my lah-vly take sips and pass, getting pissed up ta rarse it's Black
cost 25 And bitch I got ‘em rapping like December 25 I say hello, hello, hello It’s me again with all my medal, medal, medals I took the game
alone. Then quite to his surprise Passing there before his eyes A girl unlikely, gently laughing by the shore She had unlocked his heart and let his
got somewhere to be Oh, darling don't you bring it in me I'm so tired of your champagne scene They speak of love but they never bleed, no She
answered by the bottle And that's suicide; genocide; all Tears still falling while the rhythm keeps flowing And her last name now good riddance, she
to the maximum, sax playing, lay on the drum The Jeffersons on, I'm ready to cum She looking at me with a relevant stare, know my pockets the only here Could
And when I shine you shine we shine forever oh yeah She wanna hit me on the On the ipad, flying in the sky caps Shawty got a nice job but works too hard Put
for you Death by torture - Mother Earth is still Her wounds - are bleeding she kills without her will The lonely one dies [Chorus] I would
my sister had a nursery rhyme set of figurines she'd often let me play with them, i'd set 'em up in different scenes fifty plastic army men, led
my sister had a nursery rhyme set of figurines she'd often let me play with them, i'd set 'em up in different scenes fifty plastic army men, led
Freedom of Speech, Article One G.G.O., Sun of Man, Rabbi Razah, do the Knowledge Daddy was a gangsta, mommy was a hustler But she fell in love
A censored write up on love in yesterday's paper Left me feeling lonely As rotten paper falls from my notebook I had to bring myself to pick up my
Katherine, take my hand I've got three pounds and change And I'll sing you songs of love again And when I get too drunk to sing We'll walk in the Irish
Niggas know the name call me Ayu Don't take that shit in vain like my prophet Jesus I'm a new age nigga Christ shit no news Im raising up indigos
So how you make it? Surrounded by niggas who hate to love you (Damn) you gotta be strong Takes brawn to break the bubble Shake the rubble You not
take off that thong You like it when I hit it strong You like it when I do it long I been through so much love Baby you, you're the one for me Baby, I'm
You were drunk and it was dark The band was just too damn loud in that bar Thought she was me, huh? In all that racket, I understand Accidents
(dark) (Ayy, turn me up, Bally) (Ha, ha) For my last breath I'ma give out the code For my last breath I'ma let you know For my last breath I'ma give
Goodbye I sent Her a letter She waits By the phone Still Together Still so All alone Wipe these tears From your Eyes baby I didn't want to go All
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