Lyrics:
a Scorpio
And with that little line I
Know I've got 'em
Other signs in the crowd slide
Down to the bottom
It seems a little odd that
It would make me awesome
played on the radio
It's a no-brainer" Both
Songs are slow-burning, sensual
Ballads that seem slightly at odds with
Meek's traditionally louder, brasher
became a world brand
We never let it go, we talk a half a mil a show
Never let go of your mind
It's a terrible thing to waste
To lose, but it's very
Clan became a world brand
We never let it go, we talk a half a mil a show
Never let go of your mind
It's a terrible thing to waste
To lose, but it's
(I would touch the stars)
I would chase the sun, baby you're a waste to time
So I'm making up the odds (Making up the odds)
Imma push it til I'm
odds.
We cling so closely together
Because we have little other than ourselves.
Critics say that it's just punk rock or that we're just naive
and it often went great
I wont stop till I hop in a Wraith
The plug said he dropping the rate
Yeah you know what I'm bout, Ima make my Mama proud
Always
Or a reversal in fortune in which we lose
Something often in these moments we find an
Inner strength that surprises us
What we feared is
Not so bad we cannot
It seems like everywhere you go
There’s suckas tryna mirror your glow
These women wanna share your soul
Even if your days are dim
And odds are
threats, yeah, I get em often
Even when you lose me, count it as a odd win
Better come correct or ima have to off ya
Demons in my head tellin me I can't be
Often times we might lose your feet
Often times we might get weak
Often times we might hit the ground
But when you're pushed in the corner and feel
Where Could I take it if I really tried?
I often think about the tears you've cried
But I can't focus on your state of mind
I'm way too worried
could be up in space or I could lose all my patience
Cuz
Still don't see the reason, that you leavin
You might be the worst
Often I be geekin' off
Cause his whole career he been
Known for havin' terrible lines
In every category I'm better
I do it more Cass'
And my delivery probably sicker than
scrapes, good health, but I can't
lose myself on the road to the wealth so yeah
Moved to the hills my meals is guaranteed
Still remember supping on saltines
relaxed
I often wonder
Why they act so odd
Because no worse a time
When it's just your time to
Think you should
Make your move
It doesn't work
parents share often. When I was two or three years old, I was with my family at a swimming pool. The pool had a diving board and unbeknownst to them, I got
often lose, the bad guys they can win
If you are nice, it cuts no ice, that's just life
I keep searching for a job, trying to beat the odds, trying
the ones with the washing instructions, sort of sticking out and back. There were ver! why few women on these tapes. They tended to be the odd shepherdess
[Chorus]
What a surpriser, Open your eyes, A Woman advisor
[Verse 1]
The name of this entertainement is 'Women lose weight'
Our first years
Oh baby baby please
I feel an urgent need to apologize
I did a terrible thing in a terrible dream
And now I can't look you in the eye
It
Terrible calls, G , bad moves
Cause I won't lose like a chess game
Where's your vest man
I'm a explain some to ya, boo ya
got em shakin' in the boots, I'm
talkin' bout death
I be at peace when I rest
Cuz I'm blessed
How I beat all the odds with a cleft
Yes
Level Up
Level Up
Level Up
Level Up
Level Up
Level
was even
I’m emotionally
Sometimes you need a win
And often we still lose
I’d offer an inspiring word but you’re
Likely tired of the same old platitudes
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