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There is a war between the rich and poor A war between the man and the woman There is a war between the ones who say there is a war And the ones
I was walking down the high street When I heard footsteps behind me And there was a little old man (hello) In scarlet and grey, shuffling away
There is a war between the rich and poor A war between the man and the woman There is a war between the ones who say there is a war And the ones
Rhames Ever since I started, I've been all about big things Crip it, curve it, flip it and serve it I'm at your service, so don't get nervous These
I wish I could teleport So the way could be short But it´s to the moon and back just to reach ur door Space too large my ship can´t seem to transport
Me, I'm the Lonesome Kicker Extra points, field goals at your service One might think it comes with glory You might think different after you
from a service stop, To another service stop, We're stuck in a rut, Coz the M1's fucked. cnd it's from a service stop, To another service stop, We're
apartment You've got here Sy Borg: All government sponsored recreational services are clean and efficient Joe: This is exciting I never plooked
the angels circle my head Come let them sit on my shoulder For I am not here just for my service I have been put here to Raise the veil Between you
"Look, I'll call you in the morning Or my service will explain" And another hundred people just got off of the train I didn't come right to New York
Not far from where I live They glance in morning breeze As dividing tiny rays A morning tries to seize Greet me my proud little soldiers
shoes, no shirt, no service So, you might as well take a little walk and be on your way Well I went looking for a place where I could get a drink Just
Riding on the London Public Transport Service I will get to you. It's psychedelic And I'm flying at the speed of sound right into your eyes
firm Now he's sitting back and laughing while your public service burns First Class war First Class war Public transport should be public like it used
Nonbelievers no game I'm zooted down, rolling a spliff, maxing Flaming like wheels got traction I'm sun he's attractive Guaranteed to service the real niggas
and she wore something tiny I wore something simple, she like that about me My dope from the nineties, my dope ain't consignment My coke ain't that diet,
my chest That's your service request I could suck you until the sun comes out Know you love my tiny waist and this face Call this number if you want
schoolin' ?? the teacher who ya foolin'? While in, trainin', your brain and foe are entranced I talk to tiny tots and just like Watson, "Elementary" Back
I staged a dollhouse box With painted figurines Look at the tiny house Look at this happy scene The street lights have just come on There's a light
place in the path of progress What happened to the Empire I left behind? "Dreams flow across the heartland Feeding on the fires. Dreams transport desires
Blood in my veins Pumping pumping pumping A strange kind of numbness In my head and my legs Maybe years ago a tiny sting Released a chain
Build the industries to create more jobs, cnd the provision of basic services cnd in that way, all I will say is that: it is done rightly To add
作曲 : 野味 主唱:子怡 It's almost like we fall apart but now we're back to where we start Everything I came across Every drowning in the dark Never knew your
more gas than the Service pump at Racetrack Lost a load on the road Nigga had to shake back Got more sticks than the Quickshot over in BuckHead Had
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