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I woke up this morning with a Stirling idea to travel around Canberra and look at it's Beautiful sites
I rolled out of bed and drew the Curtin; I had

ain't bluffin'
Why you think it's sweet
Man the heater got you blushin'
boy you better run for the chopper get to dumpin'
All my opps steady dunkin' cops

can't...
Phathom the thought
Or gather my thoughts around being possibly murdered 
By the ones that is suppose to protect my well being
If you was sent here

to my side
Stay by my side
Like burgers it's coming with fries
Dont fill up wit pride
Fill-up (phillip)  your will-up
And stay down
We'll make our own

B> ,Bb ,G< B< X) it's got your name on it

E7
You had to be so smart ,you had to so clever
E7
Compared it to art ,scientific endeavor
B7
It's

Sounds so soulful, don’t you agree?

Uh, I invented swag poppin' bottles
Puttin' supermodels in the cab proof
I guess I got my swagger back, truth

to the pad 
KC got the bricks off through his dad 
From then on
KC knew he was the man
Bout a month passed 
Rick doing bad
He done lost it all
Man gone mad

man it feels so awkward, (long time) Got out of bed and walked to hers you talkin' bout apalling, (Mom!) Hands shaking I grabbed the phone and held 9

Knock, knock
Is anybody there
Oh, hey there. Are you the pizza man that I ordered for
No, uh I was referred to this address by a guy called James
So

Lord, where are you? Have you left us now forever?'

John shakes his head in sympathy 
Simon, you are a like a fish flopping in a boat
Surrounded by air

Then why are u lagging boy
Tornado on that beach
You see these shells gon fly right by yo head
You think that she's in love
It only take one bitch

litten
Umm hmm look
Bruce
Star pass me a swisher
Make sure you break it down bro
And I hope you got ear plugs
Because this shit get loud yo
Young black

New Inside

Tiffany

Best One

1996

Straight up you made me feel
Just like no other could
Sad when I had it bad now I'm
Glad that I got it good

Never have I ever felt like this
I've searched,

sinning
And snapchatting and living
Like you're back in '17
I might pack in a minute
And turn my back on you woman
You got a screw loose
A Phillips would

I used to put my drawers in the cleaners
Trap down the street from Phillips Arena
Spend a lil money you can't take it with ya
They said the feds

Christian
Don't gotta ask I'm lifted
Only pray to god I fear him
Surfing online cop Phillip Lim
Baby you're mine don't worry bout him
Sometimes I get lost in

Mother dearest
Daughter fair
Burn witch burn
Nobody cares
Black thread
Got you by your throat
Vim and vigor 
Iron lunge
Boozy biscuits
Make men numb

You're a lame man can't get on my level
Bullets flying through your window
Gotta get this shit settled
Smoke Kush by the pound
It will make you look

see past
All them other hoes
And that they niggas weak
Whoo! I'm good money
Got you talking in dollar signs
It's all good that she the top bitch
But she

might 
Patek Phillip 
Then hit the streets no problem 
If I can do it you can do it put that on my momma 
Been 20 plus year yeen 
take shit from me 
Was

otto
Yeah i luv the feeling
Do you know the feeling?
Yeah i got
Yeah i got
Lot of bank
Lot of ops
Got no worry
Always in a hurry
To secure the cash
I

Know everything you ever said about em
Said it'd curb the problem
Instead what occurred
Was more massacres
Man I can't even count em
God damn
You can

Bear with Me Lord

Ray Scott

My Kind of Music

2005

need to be

And I promise you I'll be on that pew next week

But I can't remember feelin' quite this bad before

Bear with me Lord


I've got a good

you're in pretty bad shape 
I'll be there tomorrow if it ain't too late

(Chorus)

Cause I'm smack dab in the middle of love 
Up to my ears in kisses