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Pete Burns Chris Lowe Sharon Den Adel Nick Rhodes Tom Shear Bill Leeb Mark Hockings Steve Bronski Frank Mertens Jean Michel Jarre Christian Lorenz Vince Clarke Ricky Wilde Tim Lever Kim Wilde Alan Wilder Andy Bell Martin Gore Alison Moyet Richard Silverthorn Neil Tennant Dave Gahan Gary Numan Bernward Malaka Jacob Andersen Simon Le Bon Larry Steinbachek Marie Fredriksson Annie Lennox Robert Westerholt Steve Coy Marian Gold Vaughn George Rhys Fulber Bernhard Lloyd Giorgio Moroder Dave Stewart Jürgen Engler Per Gessle Andrew Fletcher
I was feeling depressed Told you bitches, "Eat cake," and it wasn't a flex (come on) Jay-Z at the gym, put my glutes in effect Said I can't save you hoes 'cause I'm on to the next And I drank my water and I got some rest Martha Stewart on you bitches (woo), clean the mess (vroom, vroom) I might make some pie, I might get high (wow) I might redecorate my office like Versailles (wow, wow, wow) My routine is I no longer believe The things my ego tells me, I'll give it the guillotine And my evolution has picked up a new speed I'm dreamin' the bigger dream, I'm whippin' the whipped cream Just a foolish mortal (just a foolish) Learning my new normal Stop and smell the roses again (yeah, yeah) Soak up these bath salts Lavender patchouli Conjure up the new me Pampered like Marie Antoinette I love it Big pussy energy, I keep it in my dress (oui, oui) I'm so fancy, now you got me speaking French (I see) Why they hatin' on me, now it's makin' sense (bling, bling) I'm so generous, please (woo, woo, woo) I'm so generous, please 'Cause I'ma just leave my pussy wet, all the boys are callin', yeah Leave that pussy wet, all I can do with it
I push the 8 ball right across the pool table Not basketball but I'm saying my game could fool April Its such a marvelous day and niggas still will hate you Plant a tree water the surroundings than wait to peel a grapefruit Success is my escape route drive it like a grey coupe License is invalid I'm headed to my palace I'm a cowboy bitch I'm rowdy music playing loudly I'm fresh in my attire you boys just in the choir I'm rollin' sober take your king out of cobra No venom in em open my hand of women I'm about the Benjamin fuckin' off as I spend it In foreign countries comfy and fuckin distinctive Gold bitches wash my dick and clean the kitchen Tatted with golf wang cats and stencils scripted where they dippin' If it ain't about a waffle then we dippin' Bitch im too wide expedition pay attention before you miss it nigga listen I got your back like a spinal tap Yoga mats runnin' out of bubbles soda flat Nigga hulk attack green snaps from dojer raps My wolves lurk where Logan at Wolf gang musical chairs I fuckin' fold you back Rollin up weed and im dabbin' the wax You stick to the script ho I get to the facts Rippin' through tracks like a train conductor I'm giving them tasks im the instructor Roofs on fire like Dj Khaled tour bus Smokin' on weed bitch im high as a kite Breakin' down more finna hop on this flight Born a real nigga real nigga for life Don't believe in the hype baby this MellowHype Smoke good for the night so I'm good for the night I'm taking it back to the house going to the hood for the night Bats on heels nigga straps gon kill The cab no wheels jack told Jill I don't like kinds and icons who pipe dimes and so on Let by gones be by gones and tai quan do on Where I stand still fucking awesome I am Meet chains with more rocks then rocks and sand in Iran I saute the chef and if its I you want to test It will be one big room full of triple 6 reppers Always say that I'm lo key with my moves 'Cause I'm a ninja I don't like niggas to see what I do And my focus was on saving grace Till I got that late call that wolf killed ace Heard he sprayed up the place Well I'm the midnight marauder that makes twilight music And fans think that I'm more awkward then Kristen Stewart Couldn't do it without the losers that thought I wouldn't do it No sympathy for the ones that never stuck to it Attack em, rack em, wrap em in the back of a Buick Wonder how my day goes it ain't nothing but music And wonder how I spend my evenings and my kind of night would be See my kind of night would be nylon rope duct tape Me and a Marie
feeling a like a dragon Who not from this planet I'm drowning in the oceans I think I done landed going through life ambanded stranded I think I'm going manic Better Chill nigga I'm just playing withca Just know I'm lurking in the cut and I'm turning into Sam fisher Cause I was living so miserable So go ahead and Turn me in to the principal I been thinking to hard on this shit I gotta let it go Writing rhymes hoping that I'll blow Living everyday just in the cold And I'm getting rashes on my arms Can you see through all the scars I just wanna be a star Making hits While they hoping that I trip and fall Just know that I anit taking no jail c jui alls And I'm calling up sual Don't think of me as a criminal I see through the subliminals Great value on my tea I know you anit ready for this lemon squeeze I'm praying that they don't sentence me Better hit my zell I got bail Where's my cell I be to afraid to fail How you doing man I'm doing well I swear I hit the holy grail Fucking with them techs and Kels And I'm running with the kels So you better Check the post And I'm With the bro call em roach Fuck riding in first class I'm staying in coach I just wanna get flee and boast a little Check my whip in riding in that bitch like My name Stewart little So they think I'm spiting zooloo It's more like voodoo I can see the spirts running around my head Getting high like I'm creg Playing red dead Man I never been better But I hate this sweater weather I got the feathers pouring out And it's pouring out Now it's getting all boring out Why do it well it wasn't for the clout Better hit my zell I got bail Where's my cell I be to afraid to fail How you doing man I'm doing well I swear I hit the holy grail Fucking with them techs and Kels Skeletons in my closet Lyrics leaking out the fruacet breath turning coxtic Now they wanna d dose it We gon turn the whole world into a mosh Pitt Stop it You anit pop it All the clothes you wanna cop it Now you wannna rob me Nigga you can't stop me Turning to a copy So let's go rapedo Chip chip cerio Rocking all Marie gold Counting dead's in front of po po Now I'm like master poe And I'm still growing old Better hit my zell I got bail Where's my cell I be to afraid to fail How you doing man I'm doing well I swear I hit the holy grail Fucking with them techs and Kels I write so much and yet All my rhymes anonymous I did it just to flood the wrist So everyone better make a wish I come from deep inside the creek where niggas fish Where everything is frozen I been training with the ronins Battling foes like my name was Logan You could see it all on Conan I been chilling all alone Just doing my thing up in the zone I think it's time that atone I'm tired of being stone faced Hearing about my family catching cases While Im in the city hoping bases Dealing with the racist Since they no my family name Cause a nigga went insane the.
Edwards, Shantel Davis, Alesia Thomas, Chavis Carter Reynaldo Cuevas, Noel Palanco, Malissa Williams, Timothy Russell, Darnisha Diana Harris Shelly Marie Frey, Johnnie Kamahi Warren, Jamaal Moore Sr., Kayla Moore Kimani “KiKi” Gray, Clinton R. Allen, Kyam Livingston, Larry Eugene Jackson Jr.
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