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'em to write it up as oil so dad never knew the difference
Then we'd ride around and drink Texas Pride
Listen to Bill Monroe, soon we got to be

I went to write this song and I didn't know what to write.
I think I'm just gonna keep it light
Every goal I have is in plain sight
Even if I have

to get out of
And I know that we done been through some trauma
So I just write this letter to you sayin'
Dear Mom, Dear Mama, Dear Mama, Dear Mama
Had

attack The Ospreys nest....

If 'ewe comes near us we'll sing our song
It's only a laugh it won't take long
Nice little tune with a verse or two
SHAME 'EWE

and we kinda lost the focus
Used to make songs, and I'd hope you would notice
Write a verse about you, you were my closest
Plant the seed and then we

led away by the wind
Sing me a sad song, paint me a sunset
Write me an ending

We both took love because we found it there
We joined hands just

in my friends mums basement tryna get by
Tryna get high 

Its so cold in this furnace
London bridge is  burning
To whom it may concern, I'm so alone

I

I cannot record too loud
My finace is asleep
I was hoping I could write a song
And keep her for a week
If I get too loud out here
She might wake up

name

We just called her, the Count of St. Germain

You should hear her song

She got baptized at the age of three by a bishop in Milan

But Lord that's

Hillman Hall
Who wrote Pass Me By for Johnny Rodriguez and a lot of good country and
western songs
And when you get one of your favorite songwriters

of the street walks
Inspired by the fashion how the street talks
Heart beating, life's fleeting away
But I stop and take the time to see how we create

In ways,

treated us in 1963
And we'll try to do everything
We can to please you
With the type of songs we write
And record next year oh yeah, somebody asked
Us if we

you a song) 
I'll write you a song 
All about how before I met you things felt all wrong
We won't ever know how our lives could be
Call me crazy,

Of Shy (How About)
Someone Who Writes For A Dream
Or Maybe You Can See
Maybe You Can Sing A Song (Mmm)

(Tonight I'm Bout to Have Fun)

(I Dial...)

thing I thought about is what we do time
Fallin'
Girl, you really got me fallin'
But you will be gone by the end of the night
So I don't really know what

through your brain
It's a devil drug that makes you feel no pain

Sing my song Hey Ladi Dadi
We're a billion strong 
And you just can't stop us
When they

I may write a song or rap (Banxz)
Then I come and show-face, and the people ask "who's that?" (Oi who's that)

Who's that creeping in the dark
Who's

My goal is to write a song
And to find a place where I can be myself
To write whatever I like and whatever I want and whatever I feel 'cause
I've

and laughin’ and laughin’
Making our music `till the night has passed by
Now we are dreamin’ `bout being a rock star
Just playing some songs on guitar
Sing

things get boring
Wonder why we do things that make our pain stronger
Wonder in my own lane and write down all my trauma

I can tell
By the way I sing

It's Z E D to the Z
Write bars in my kitchen, bars in my bed
Write bars on the paper, bars in my head
Write bars with my key pad, bars with my pen
I

Handsome, I Sing Plus I'm Rich And (I'm A Flirt)

[Trey Songz Speaking:]
Hey we use to play
This in the V 2 baby that's right
It's The Prince
Songz

[Verse 2:

Everything That Glitters (Ain't Always Gold)

DJ Jazzy Jeff & the Fresh Prince

And in This Corner...

1989

";Gunga-shang-tang-da-bong-da-boo";
That meant 'tonight we're having Fresh Prince stew'
Then I saw it - no, it's not
The big Indiana Jones people cooking pot!
I wanted to fight em,

We Got This

DMX

Poly Sci

1998

strong, y'all niggas do songs, we live on! 

Dough to sit on! 

I'm down to shit on! 

Watch y'all talkin' mothafuckas keep walkin' watch the dogs