Lyrics:
where they're sold
Midnight, you've got to get there at midnight
And you'll be met there by others like you
Brothers as blue
Smiling on the street
There are strange things done in the midnight sun
By the men who mohel for gold;
The Arctic trails have their secret tales
That would make your
want you
Now you're fucked up and you're run down
But I still wish that you were driving by my side of town
No more wishing on your gold heart or your
Thank you dear for showing me your planet
That is full of grace, it's a poem without secrets
Your happiness makes people even nicer
If only you were
King Henry
(Trad. lyrics, adapted by Kerry Andrew)
Let never a man a wooing wend
That lacks these things three:
A purse of gold, an open heart
you but I know I will
I feel your heart, and I know it's gold
Your love is like gold
Your love is like gold
Your love is like gold
I love it, I feel it
Just a little classic by Mendel, Picasso
Here is Captain Spaulding exploring the Amazon
Here's Godiva, but with her pajamas on
La la la La la la
La
the texture of her hair
Fancy cars and gold teeth, G-strings and things
The almighty dollar replace the wedding ring
The Ark of the Covenant was held by
of gold
My heart you have a hold
Used to be stone cold
Now I'm lovin livin life
Gave me a reason not to die
All it takes t is one bad day to drive
Proclaiming to be the best
Where does that take one too?
I'm through
This could be the end of the new
My brew, an iron heart like true
The beauty is in the beat
where they're sold
Midnight, you've got to get there at midnight
And you'll be met there by others like you
Brothers as blue
Smiling on the street
where they're sold
Midnight, you've got to get there at midnight
And you'll be met there by others like you
Brothers as blue
Smiling on the street
a Wuhan Lab
Where's Mother Abigail
Randall's got the media
Bending what is real
So
Keep clean or
It will find you
It will find you
Keep Clean or
They will
The blood
The sweat
The work
From me
The land
The oil
The fruit
The trees
The gold
The water
My culture
My speech
Cost me a lot
But now the truth is
me all we have is us, no change, homie
So now shit going left for you, you put the blame on me
Man, shit just had me mortified Realize, you don't get
5'9"]
Over-protected, heed the poet's connections
When it goes in effect the only thing froze is the necklace
That's it, keep the gat by me, I'm that
die from the barrel of the gun
I'mma keep rhymin, I'mma go diamond
Thug in this industry
This is where the win is me
Get yourself on yo feet
If you
never makes the man
So you'd be quite a fool
For tryna value Free for what's in hand
Ey yo its diamonds inside
My heart is made of gold
More precious than
In the still of the night, take my hand and I will guide you
Where you never ever dreamed, you would feel so right
When the heartache is over, look
round the city
And you know right where we at
That straight facts
Have a heart attack
Got you lookin back
Tig ole Bitties
And we hella pretty
Keep
Tupac is back
Where my soldiers is at
Where my soldiers is at
Where the fuck my soldiers at
Where my soldiers is at
We got the real live shit from front
And a King I will be
So I claim my spot
At the top is me
Where my shiny gold seat
Is waiting for me
My throne so fine
Made of solid gold
More gold than this
where they're sold
Midnight, you've got to get there at midnight
And you'll be met there by others like you
Brothers as blue
Smiling on the street
where they're sold
Midnight, you've got to get there at midnight
And you'll be met there by others like you
Brothers as blue
Smiling on the street
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