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Neighbors steady pocket watchin, so I keep a rocket, I don't ever trip on 'em
Couple items in the docket, baby I been leanin', Baby I feel nauseous
I

from makin’ deposits
Bands in my pocket
Bitch you know I got it
Money and pussy
All that I need
Real niggas with me, they deep in the streets
Trap

911 / Mr. Lonely

Tyler, the Creator

Flower Boy

2017

Purchase some things until I'm annoyed
These items is fillin' the void
Been fillin' it for so long
I don't even know if it's shit I enjoy (oh)
Current

is in full information gathering mode
She remembers to this day what I ordered, not the most Expensive nor the least expensive
Menu items, as someone

Flying Saucer

Buchanan & Goodman

Dr. Demento Presents: Greatest Novelty Records of All Time, Vol. 2: 1950's

1990

Cameron again downtown
The spaceman has returned
To his ship and is taking off
We return you now to our studios

The flying saucer has gone
There is

live
Knock knock, better walk up, if you got guns, better pop them
Test my luck, and you might just end up in that coffin
Items and items, but I must not

Invisible force, power of nature
Deposit of souls
Land abandoned by men in the cold
The menhir is born, in desperation

For the creatures on earth,

Or Mexicanos
Tryna make a name for the fame and deep deposits
NAh stOp iT
I'm tryna be like Robin
Robbing gueros to give pesos back to the wetbacks
So maybe one

I promised i had yours
Instead you used me like an item then returned me to the store
And now
I'm fading away
There's things that I keep to myself no

Left cheek and a bit more
Tongue

When he returned he changed his wife's
Diapers put on the tv
Dinners, watched the evening news
Then went

bragged about her son to everyone she'd meet
States Item wrote a headline 'bout "A Vet at 17"
About the boy from New Orleans
Freddie flew reconnaissance

And the sticks are fighting you 

I've returned to my booth in square eight-eight
The feeling is then, wasn't quite hate 
I manifest self-trickery, like a good boy

of her eye she saw an item hanging off the chandelier.
Why...isnt this a bracelet? Why is this hanging here?
Rose reached up and grabbed it. She examined

from the spout
Of my kitchen sink life into now
We were an item to refund that's for sure
But broken goods can't get returned at the store
And that's

blinding
Need I remind them

Shorty we ain’t no item baby no
But that thing so cold, want my soul? Baby, we can take it slow
When you get that call, oh baby,

me
got inviting fashion items, wipe me down, Im riding high, ain't no time for lying, bring variety applys it
sly sneaker gear, footwear of the year,

with deceit
Now every item on my killer's checklist is complete
We'll vanquish half the human race, eviscerate the rest
But I am haunted by a man I swore

my room
Decayed into blood and rust
All items covered by dirt and dust

When I went out the sun was black
And the streets were shredded
By kind

the obsessed
This item cannot be returned nor exchanged
Just split the spine and burn every page
Give me life when I'm dead
Make me turn in my grave
Because

a new feeling to grow
And you see and you feel
Promises in circle

Everything will end when you escape from the forest
When items are returned to their

The Flying Saucer

Buchanan & Goodman

Brain in a Box: The Science Fiction Collection

2000

Cameron again downtown
The spaceman has returned
To his ship and is taking off
We return you now to our studios

The flying saucer has gone
There is

It's been said that our true value still remains untapped
Many have spoken of the black currency
An exchange item
The black currency is backed by

just spent all of my dough
Then stack it back up like lasagna
I just go back and then forth
Hustlin' up the deposit
Im duckin' all of these hoes
Don't

promise
The gate won’t unlock it
Unless it’s time for a deposit
You’d swear the items around me
Are necessary to breathe
How can the body be ranked below