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majesty, that will never die.

(Chorus)
Lake District's lullaby, a gentle song,
A melody of peace, that lingers long.
With every ripple on the water

Years of being told you ain't as good as us 
 Join the line, sign your name 
 And they all said that our district's going bust 
 But no-one's fooling

and you gangster that's how them youngins living
Shout out that Georgetown Press they still trapping the district

Blessings we made it out
Blessings we

her (missed), then took her to the district (district)
Middle of the ocean, yachts, social distance (ah)
Cribs ain't listed, snatch her waist

There'll Be No Next Time

Louis Prima

Wild, Cool & Swingin

1999

of mine
(Oh that little fella)
Hahaha District Judge
(I remember him)
Room 229
(Yeah, he was crazy)
He said Sam
(What'd he say)
Your payments are way behind

There'll Be No Next Time

Louis Prima

The Capitol Recordings

1994

to the airport

But he took me to see
That little friend of mine
(Oh that little fella)
Hahaha District Judge
(I remember him)
Room 229
(Yeah, he was

laundry in the dark
Roger left a sleeper 
Across the District Line
His dad's a shipping clerk

Boys let's have a laugh
Let's have some mischief
Fill

The spring of the Peyótison has many arches
Where all the local women of Peya village go to fill up with water
Beautiful Pafian women (Pafos is the district

of water
Just to see, if it could be
The place to go, the life for me
I changed my dollars into pounds 
And now that drink is gonna cost me fifty P

Life in London

Pat Travers

The Best of Pat Travers

1991

of water
Just to see, if it could be
The place to go, the life for me
I changed my dollars into pounds 
And now that drink is gonna cost me fifty P

Life in London

Pat Travers

20th Century Masters - The Millennium Collection: The Best of Pat Travers

of water
Just to see, if it could be
The place to go, the life for me
I changed my dollars into pounds 
And now that drink is gonna cost me fifty P

Guns & Roses

Jay-Z

The Blueprint²: The Gift & the Curse

2002

You got it Kris-krossed ain't no turning me backwards
Too many District Attorneys concerned with the actions
Of one individual, he's criminally

(Chorus)
Love's echo in the Lake District, a melody so pure,
A symphony of emotions, that will endure.
With every ripple on the water, and every gentle

There's a fascist fire in this water district
I can feel a conflict coming
The people across the land
The racists with their guns in their hands

This river will never reach the shore 
But the Earth will fill the pipes of yours
Water district turn dust bowl 
Coral dies and starts to mold

So I

must drop feces
But I never let it free fall
I catch it and spit it
I kick shit that blows
Whole districts into tidbit's
With pen in fist, I take tallys

Mississippi rising again
Water's gonna take away
Everything I love

Sorry is heavy
As the waters they flow
Destroying the districts
So many called their home

back around
E-40 Water held his ground
Kept my foot in the fast lane
Flew uppidy on mesmerized
'cause I snuck up in up out the game
You makin' a 40

to forget all of this,
No time, no heart, just want a break with this.
It's strange, I see a little street with no water,
Whatever, the weather, hum.
I rush

an old light of a district pub
It's an honest present from the autumn
This pouring rain that washes your face
It's a heavenly bright Sunday
With little

every corner it contains
From the bay's serene waters to the mountain's lush embrace
This city captivates the senses, leaving a lasting trace

Verse 2:

blood is thicker than Water
Bullshit

You know what I'm talking about
From family to enemy
Enemy into frenemy
Fucked up this synergy
Destroying my energy

What about you is asking for sympathy
Is it because you've had high thread counts and water-free
I speak with a hush but I cannot seem to settle down

fucking sucks dick. I want to get out of here
Why the fuck is the water dirty
The government here doesn't give a fuck about me or anyone
No, but for real,