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builds upon my
Chris-Craft, I'm on a Chris-Craft to your heart
Take her up, dive her down, and
Blow those ships apart
Chris-Craft, climb
offended by Chri-biip-mas?
You know you might offend the biiiip and the biiiip and the atheists.
Time to politically correct.

I'll lead this off.
how I don't like to be by myself
You know I'm just here by all by my self
Why what's going on?
Maybe take a bubble bath you know what I'm sayin'
[Young Chris]
Young, Gunz
Chris and Neef
The home of Philly
Tough love, first time around
We got now we don't care who got next

[Verse One]
Yeah, Chris Lowe
(Okay, it's Fort Knox; Chuck Chillout - let's go)

[Verse One: Chris Lowe]
I'm in line to see the club rock
Fly shorties all
about you Chris??

Chris Cringle-

Umm, alright.
Hey, I'm Chris Cringle.
I'm a sex addict.

Hey I'm Santa Clause, I'm the king of snow. 
I hate
would give it all away for you
Everything for you

From: Flowers For The Gathering

by Chris McCarter & Michael Carrodus & Dino Molinaro

Tell 'em that I'm sea sick. 
Uncle Ricky's schooner's docked at Pampano Beach: 
Weigh anchor and me and him each 
Need some extra sunblock,
Can't you see
Blinded by the white
You can't see the light
Not tonight
Life of pain and I'm to blame
And now
I've got you hooked
Take another look

It's a dead-end job and the money is low,
And the time goes by so slow.
If I stay too long it could bring me down,
So I might as well take
Performed by adam sandler and jon

Contributed by chris durkin

Adam: and the now the excited southerner orders a meal at his favorite
the percussion
Blast you fast there go production

Trust, took my top hat off by all means
Lay the funk {shit} down from New Haven to Queens
My stage persona,
the one to pay 
And I'm not sure how to say this 
And I'll seal it with a kiss 
Do up a bag and drop dead, motherfucker 
So I can hang out with Chris
everyone, Mark here. I'm going to play a bit of bass for you now.

Hello, this is Chris, Happy Christmas

Hi, Lee Kix here, filling your stocking
I play
to death, the last funk nigga left
I needed a record, to save my last breath
Push it up, cause you might not ever hear me again
I'm Chris Lowe, see
Goodnight, Reality Is Lost 1999 & The Trial of Destiny

Words by Chris McCarter & Michael Carrodus
comes the cold
You can't escape the hallowed ground

From: In The Shadow Of The Angel

Words by Chris McCarter & Michael Carrodus
by ike and tina as "tina's prayer"
Be-side of the "I don't wanna fight" single

I'm talking to the priest
The high priest
And everybody out there in
This is the business
Prepare to take witness
To the type of ish that we on, we on
By the time that you get there
We already been there
We done
like condensation, water
I'm a mixture between Chris Brown
And Chris Jericho, where's your daughter?
I'm more than y'all can handle
At the Grammy's
[Black Child + Charli Baltimore]
My nigga Ja sold more records then a {O.G.}
Ty flyin by in 'Lac truck like a {O.G.}
And Gotti's dough's
tongue is more like a permanent marker so
So every time I tell a story from my dream the further
You overwhelmed by the secrets learned
Sweetheart I'm
need each other more than ever, don't leave me by myself..

Young Chris... (check it)
Young Neef..
Together for ever, Neef & see
I give
like a {O.G.}
Go roll he's OD by a {O.G.}
Marvin Gay, Quincy dog, that's a {O.G.}
Billy Holiday, Cassius Clay that's a {O.G.}
Black Child nigga, I'm
Zigga-one, zigga-two, zigga-three, zigga-and..
Mindin my business, hangin on the scene
Kangaroos rolled by -- but I was clean
?? got my