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that ape shit
I just got back my Mojo
Jojo
We can get bizarre low low
(Haaah)
Not a star in my own zone
Fate got my sun in Virgo
They say that this life

too close to the sun

The stars all looking so bright 
Pop Champaign for the vibe
Afro girl by my side
Airplane mode for the night
Airplane mode for

out, all are in control
Certified son of a gun
Learns life lesson 101
Don't fly too high on your own supply
Get burnt by the sun

He was NY's talk

just gotta a sort of anger against me
They wanna kill me, drive by and throw shots at my grave, it's crazy
But all gravy 'cause I'm gettin' cash money

apple in hand for me to just let it in
When the world comes knocking at my door, don't let it in

Shoot an arrow to the sun
What are you thinking of?

She

with me at the sun down
Now you wanna hang oh it's love now
I got a couple ride or dies that i'ma keep
But the rest of you shut down
With the fam it's

Michael Render
here's where hope enters
women popping over chrome fenders,
dough catcher
the window for success is so slender
many won't enter, world ender

boring
The summers out of reach
Empty lake
Empty streets
The sun goes down alone I'm driving by your house
Don't even know if ur home
But I can see you

the sun
And we play burning down the house 
until the cows come home

What if time's a cycle
Ridden by a man named Michael
Who is 13.8 billion years late

I just took a test, it's soundin' like my shit go stupid, lil' bitch
I got like ten percent more left on my to-do list
I rolled by with my old car,

young
Nigga to get to the top
I will not stop, I want the gwuap
I'ma keep rising until I get high
High like the sun not far from done
Cause I've been told

when I make other women cum
You showed me the loyalty I thought you were the one
But I was dumb
Lonely nights ain't see the sun
It was so dark what I

Michelle Obama won't stop sexting me
Fat people look awesome in Spandex
Nobody's ever got killed by Aaron Hernandez
2Pac's alive, Smurfs are black
Witches

last week, another this week
A plottin' pothead
Influenced by drug dealin'
Street artists, skateboardin', and every
Other real nigga, uh

She always

mine today, they stay the sun will come out tomorrow
The Greece believe it was being dragged across the sky by Apollo
This ain't showtime or the old

To the people of all nations all around.

Though they try to school and leave us astray
We have been inspired by jah all the way
Though we been mistreated working

Lower your expectations
You gave up on yourself
Just abide by my rules
You are soon to meet your end 

Holidays in the sun
The promise of a better

co-operated
And they fall
Right out of the ship into the fucking sun
Made they couldn't even fucking run
We were blocked by Tara Strong after seeing it
She does

him, glue it to a obituary (yeah)
Whatever fuck the sun up, put a nigga in the cemetery
High fashion killers, Michael Myers wearin' Amiris (Amiris)
I

Scared Like That Again

Kevin Sharp

Love Is

1998

to stand still
In that road-side adobe
Two hearts, beating as one
Lost in the moon, found by the sun
Too soon to know for sure, but too late to run

I

feel the arcane power
Of the demonic witching hour
Poisoning the air from sweet to sour
Killing all but a single flower
Consumed by hate
The Only way

two or three kids

And sit down by her side
Ride 'til the sun comes up and down around me
'
Bout two or three times

Smokin' cigarettes in the last seat

and tribulations By myself
Deep in that water I'm drowning like Michael Phelps
Ion wanna talk about The pain I felt so many weeks I cried For help
Everybody act like

Vacation
Words and music by Michael Anderson

Sun screen
Sun Shade
You and me 
We’ve got it made
The two of us
We’re on vacation

Up to the mountains