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That Power

Childish Gambino

Camp

2011

That power
Oh, oh oh

This is on a bus back from camp. I'm thirteen and so are you. Before I left for camp I imagined it would be me and three or four

bout my name like it's in the past tense
Doesn't matter where I'm back from
I lit up the last one, and now I'm taking shots again
And no this ain't my

Sunday on a lil Monday drive
Then take a lil Tuesday take a lil Wednesday ride
From Thursday, Friday to Saturday night
Then we back to Sunday where we make

like a phone in
A theater and make you silent
Queen Eva will defeat ya by depleting
You energy, so back up, dog
Ryan the Conjurer will abolish
You

suffered set-backs
Had shouldn't-have-said-thats, had made everyone mad
He made 808s, so he's everyone dad, know he ever gets sad
Hotel rooms by

with the summer wind
Sunday school swag, that's just how I feel
Lil mama look by me, keep her toasted
Beauty like a rose, blooming the summer wind
(let's

The First Big Weekend

Arab Strap

The Week Never Starts Round Here

1996

So that was the first big weekend of the summer... Starts Thursday as usual with a canteen quiz and again no-one wins the big cash prize. Later I do

Laughs You good? Aight?

Yo, chill bro!

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So Chaz, from Toro, one of
My favorite artists ever, there
Was this melody that I had
In my head

Suicide [Explicit]

Bobby Gaylor

Fuzzatonic Scream

2000

yourself".
But if you're gonna be an idiot and do it anyway,
It's no sweat off of my back.
There's a lot of good that could come from it.
A little bit

Sunday
Have fun day
As we bask in the one day
That we have
Live out all the dreams that we could grab
Never miss out on the excites
City lights
Vacation

MMMBop

You have so many relationships in this life
Only one or two will last
You're going through all this pain and strife
Then you turn your back

It all started back in high school while I played pretend
From my favourite tv show to my favourite pen
Saving myself from mean boys, just trying

why'd you choose to miss me now?
You said it from the start, you didn't want me
So, how are you in my eye sight again?
Last thing I recall before you had

sucked out your mum’s punani
You look like you’ve got cancer
So clashing me is not the answer
So you're better of going back
To the strip club
Carry

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ABBA

Thank You for the Music [Box]

1995

Each lazy hour

What a good life
Lying laid back
Like an old railroad bum by the track
What a good life
Living outdoors
Lie in the grass and chew

If Michael Jackson came alive right now
He'd ask you to smoke one for him
So in his honor
You niggas Spud Webb, coming up short
Think you're Dee

your last
And now I'm the one with a pocket full of regret

Standing out in the storm and cursing at the wind
Wishing you could just come back
Cold from

cannot now call you my friend

Christ is coming
Are you sure you're prepared?
Soon and very soon
He will be here
So don't live your life
Like you really

daughter I love you.

We're holding on barely so by the pain we know
My faith is lost my soul is sore and I wish to live no more.
My love and light keep

in a
Single home by a single woman i
Am a very proud black man
I shouldn’t have ignored the signs from
Your your first song and video
I hate you so

and give me (off and give me)
Just one last time (just one last time)
To say this talking (to say this talking)
By taking mine (by taking mine)
Load up them

you're gonna be an idiot and do it anyway,
it's no sweat off of my back.
There's a lot of good that could come from it.
A little bit of bad thrown in.

talk of mental
Illness on the album at one
Point in the track "Sunday, " you and
Frank Ocean rap in unison
"What good is West Coast weather if you're

for me
Pissed off and raising neck hairs and shooting number three

Last night they were pulling pints of pesky Pendleton
Snuck away from the fire,