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#1:  It's not a question of where he grips it!  It's a
simple question of weight ratios!  A five ounce bird could not
carry a 1 pound coconut.
ARTHUR:

talking air supply
Call me air male cuz im always super fly

Colleagues  be like wait hold up pause
Catch on the first time woulda solved a whole
Boatload

placed upon me I freely throw off
They fade away: I take my shot at the starting gun shot
The joy I've got is fuel in my heart to run with a force to break

The down times just fuel the progression
Stand tall never trading respect for attention
S'why I’m steady on the up and up
Walk light Cake heavy

and use defeat as my fuel
What's a nightmare when you waking up to real life
Whats peace have you found it what it feel
Lately I been feeling the kill type

t'écoute ça dit toi que c'est pas un coup de tête ou des paroles en l'air
C'est le fruit d'un processus qui dure depuis 3 ans real steady
Sans trop

on a lock
Never touch a black man radio
Always in labor but that ain’t my baby doe (Mhm)
Never distribute my ratios
Flex in the stu I got paid to go ooh
Gang

a math test
man flips hot air like stan getz
lay kicks like stan smith kid check your damn text book

check your head not a rook with my stylophone
pocket

where's waldo?
Ten bricks straight powder air cargo
Weezy F. straight hustlin' no barcode
You don't know what my heart holds, straight fuel
Take ya bitch

theme park, front yard car show
I'm somewhere in the house
And it's like where's waldo?
Ten bricks straight powder air cargo
Weezy F straight hustlin' no

I'm 'bout to ignite it, the flame will develop
It's spreading into a phenomenon
It grow overnight, adding fuel to the fire
It's headed to heights

But if you livin' foul, then it sounds kinda hostile
I've been around, broke ground and found fossils
Fuel to the fire, don't know how to be docile
Move

Beach Boys Medley

The Beach Boys

The Best Party Megamix in the World Ever

1999

her perfume through the air 
I'm pickin' up good vibrations 
She's giving me excitations 
Good good good good vibrations 
(Oom bop bop) 
She's

Bricks Straight powder
Weezy F Straight Hustlin No Barcode
You Don't Know What My
Heart Holds- Straight Fuel
Take Your Bitch From The Club
Make Her Ass

Settles the storm never fuels the fire
Gives me energy when I get tired
Plus, she's a beauty and the one I desire
I try to hold these feelings steady

through the air
Almost like you're still
Here
Aunt Mary
You can't carry me
I know I'm ready
Oh I'm gonna go steady yeah
With Cousin Jane
Ohh feels just

jackin my style
You steady hatin cuz I' m way up now
Yo bitch wanna fuck I ask when she say now
I heard you snitchin bro you straight up pussy
You not

steady to the finish line
Circle over one more time
Hold on to that feeling now
Easy does it almost there
Pull in another breath of air, yeah

See the tide

Forget the mediocrity, I'm in the race to Win It
Breaking the tape I know no limits
Fist in the air to show I did it

Crown me, King me, still, you know

vu

All of my life i knew

Never let ya days ones move

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Everybody know that i steady be smooth

See em tryna hate, tryna study my moves

Everybody

the stage proper
For the coming generation

Get off your fossil fuels you fools yeah
Wake up and think ahead young dread
Protecting the future from this

Flight Up Air Force One Kicked Up
Damn we on the way now
Still up at the top ain’t no way down
Never take an L damn I never lose
I Stay waving

Been runnin' low on self esteem
Burnin' out of gasoline
How am I supposed to fuel these dreams
When my heart's pumping out jealousy
Could this be

ground but we're closed in on our target

Flying Jib is filled with air
East India ships filled with despair
We even up, her broadsides bare
Our cannons