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a crew, call it bad cult, yeah
I hid- hid that in a DVD case, yeah
I see a cop imma slow down, yeah
Wink in his face, imma ask if he want some
Sprinkle

make tea
cnd when I don't answer my phone you get mad at me
cnd your always taking control of the tv
But I still, I mean


Still
I could lay in your arms

and wanting you by my side
Yeah, I, I'm still missing you
I don't want to sleep without you here tonight
I'm sick of singing my own lullabies
And when your with

nigga
Pass the weed (Pass the weed)
All these rolls in my pocket
What you tellin' me? (Tellin' me)
All these bowls in the truck
They think I'm sellin'

(Yeah)
(Uh)
(Artist)
(Na na na naa)
(Yeah)
(Na na na na)
(Yeahh)
I don't get no sleep
Nowadays I feel like I don't even eat
I'm always in my bag

Baby Day

Melanie

Melanie Magic

1999

quite, said I that's all very well to say
But I rose before the dawn to your singing yesterday 
I couldn't see the rising 'cause the dark was in my sky

enough
Let dance in the bedroom
Sleep till eleven
drive for six hours
Stay in the shower
Spirals

Here we are
Feeling like the whole crowd
Got me singing

hurts so bad
I'm trying to save myself from me
Tomorrow it could be my last
It's keeping me up in my sleep
Tell me why it hurts so bad (so bad)
I'm trying

haunting me.
can't you hear my plea.
Just because I,
yeah I....

I look into your eye, and fall in so deep.
You warm my heart, you help me sleep.
We're so

the lights
I need sleep (im so slumped)

Tossing and turning up in my bed
I need some rest
But
So many thoughts up inside my head and
Insomnia been on me like

panting I'm in a cold sweat 
All the demons float out for me to forget 
Tangible beings rising from my chest 
They turn to gas once they fail the spell's

on
They ain't singing our song

Sometimes I wish that we never got this far
Would've traded all my diamonds to be where you are
Just to sleep through

singing as I disappear
Deaf and torn but still I hear
The sweetest music playing in my ear
One last score before I disappear
My end is near
Cursed by

From New York to Vancouver Bay
Born in a Georgia shack
And he's in San Francisco today
So listen to what I say

Who's that man
Singing that song?

Ain't no music on
We smoking by the pound
I need your love tonight, babe
I ain't sleep in nine days
Something 'bout the time change, got me feeling

You were my everything
Girl I'd do anything
Blinded by worshipping
I let my guard down
Now I'm stuck singing in the rain
Clouds they won't go away

Couldn't sell my soul for the wad
Still out getting guap though
Gotta wonder why nobody singing gospel

Bro we lit, get a little bit smokey
Roll in a whip

goods
No singing to the heart

It was a moment or a year
I surely cannot tell
But I woke up that starry night
By a tremendous yell

Stood by her side

I like 
That's how I live my life 

I'm inspired by the songs in the trees 
I hear harmony  and sweet melodies 
I feel like the world is singing for

of gin
We'll be in between the sheets till the late AM
Baby if you wanted me then you should have just said
She's singing...
la, la, la, la
Don't with my

And with the Lord by my side, it don't matter what the call of life
Cause let me in, cause I was going for the ride
Aint blind, aint gotta sin to believe it

on the beach last summer
When the rain came down and we took cover
Down in your car, out by the pier
Laid me down, whispered in my ear

"I hate my life,

multiplied by my bedside as I pondered about that spirit
I laid there in bed clock laughing in my face
Nothing seemed to be happening
But then my heart started

and me a true ghetto love story
That ended so sad and left my child without a dad

[Mia X speaking with O'Dell & T.C. singing in background]
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