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to come up here and hold my pickle to satisfy this weird man out here on the stage?
Frank: You're probably wondering why we call it a pickle . . .
Ray
before
It was complicated, prior to when we last conversated
I wish I knew you before
Before he cheated, but still his forgiveness is what you needed
I
forever
Heavenly Father we await the hour
Praise through the struggle for God loves you
All of His children, glory in your tribulations, we are saints in
loves us
Oh how He loves us
Oh how He loves
We are His portion and He is our prize
Drawn to redemption by the grace in his eyes
If grace is an ocean,
"produced by me"
Fuck with me, you get no more Sleep, no more sleep till I R.I.P
Hold up, how I do rock, metal, Trap, rap and all of it flowing Like agua
You
we we cant be we are like family.
when i touched your heart
you said i was your star, i was your ray of sunshine
but thats, thats all we can say thats
Uh
Ad Looch
Ray Contour
Look
Here we go
Here we go
Here we go
Here we go
I’m all good
With your champagne party
Your all good
With your fake love
Lack kept him in the dark
He was living through the scars
As if it was his landmark
Now he’s spitting bars
Putting brains through his bars
We are Super
know we are
I know we are
I know we’re falling in love
I know we are
I know we are
We started talking, and time just flew
Produced by J. Ray
Mix
go to the club
No dude, I’m serious we’re underage we can’t
Let’s go to the club
Are you even listening to me right now?
We could go to the club
We
call me Ray
Shoot up your crib i'll be back again
We go to war we want all the smoke
We go to war we stay with the poles
Yeah yeah
We go to war we want
eight rooms and a shower. And every Sunday afternoon you can tune 'em in on the Dooright hour.
"Oh yes friends and neighbors we are the Dooright
ears are all he sees
Nestor's heart was broken and his eyes were full of tears
If only there was somethin' he could do about his ears
One dark night two
cause he's broken
Let's go
A broken demon from the gutter crying tears out
Paranoia from life, that's what he fears now
Kept a pistol by his hip, the only
Family, Community, and Culture found in unity
Underground is where I preach
Understood is what I seek do you seek what i seek,
We are what we think
So
of his care
Understanding the twain of the galaxies
By its heart, through my heart
Bringing calmness in the flesh
Is one's convention to grow
The wars
call it superstition, Dogmatic schisms are written by the son of perdition,
hidden, esoterics, seeking truth after knowledge, if the truth wasn’t hidden
friend
Talkin bout knockin me out nigga
Ya know what are we
Yo
[Tech N9ne]
Dr. Dre here I come
Timbaland here I come
Neptunes here I come
Rik Rok
I got cornhole and Jim Beam
I got coolers full of ice cold beer
And lightbulbs on a string
Like Billy Ray in his Achy Breaky Heart days, it's
the sand ninety days
I'm here for the summer
I'm just here the summer
In the sun we can play
Laying out on the beach catching rays
I'm here for the summer
the same to him whether any of you conceal his speech or declare it openly, whether
He hide by night or go forth freely by day
For each person there are
silver rain
Fiona, Fiona
I swear the apples of your cheeks
Are never ever ever gonna fade
But seeing as i'm going to die
Keep this ring to remember me by
Why are we rippin' it up?
Why are we tearing it down?
Listen to your heart
Listen to the sound
Within the rhythm his voice is found
One, one by
Why are we rippin' it up?
Why are we tearing it down?
Listen to your heart
Listen to the sound
Within the rhythm his voice is found
One, one by
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