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Rambo

The Manhattan Transfer

The Manhattan Transfer Live

1987

scenes
That way he stays in everybody's good graces

He's happy on the move
He's mobile and free
He wants no strings attached
That's how it's gotta

I see you but I don't feel you
You stand next to me, but I don't notice you
We sit together, but don't talk
We always lie to one another, yet we do

Writer's Block

Just Jack

Bar Jazz, Vol. 2

2009

Don't know yet if I'm glad I came
Don't know yet if I'm glad I came

(Obviously this helped me I think)
Don't know yet if I'm glad I came
Don't know yet

Wrzeszczcie! Jestem pierwszym bo srebrny nie ma metki
Wieki nie ma a przyklejany jest na rzepy
Szukają Perpetum Mobile stoją na niej
Wyobraź sobie że to pluszsz

ain't fair and you're alone
Stuck inside your mobile phone
And you can't even leave your home
The left vs right
The white vs black
Just distractions

something about 
that night in Mobile Bay
When you slipped off your heels 
And we walked barefoot in the sand
I don't remember the waves, but still to this

calling me
Half the work I got aint even done yet
Got the sherbert need the sunset
Before I sign proof read the contract
He's a dirtbag he's a scumbag
Get

feeling like last night
The worst days are still yet to follow
Feel like every other day I just hit rock bottom
Just another reason why I turn my pain

at distance baby call my phone then
Stuck inside a loop of love and data mobile
Playing with emotions now my heart is totaled
See I'm, Stuck inside a loop,

to reach the gates of heaven
Mm...haven't got there yet
But i hear you croon
And we're so back
Chasing love around the kitchen table
Havin' a heart attack
So

Fuckin' another bitch, I told you I'm out here gettin' mon', yeah
Told you I'm on the way, but I'm still fuckin', bitch, I ain't cum yet
Bought you

man takes the trash across the yard then and the doorbell rings
Adverts! Adverts! A cop car screams for the fifteenth time yet this morning 
I pour

wishes you were never on tumblr
Yet, another waking day I find myself more attached
Seeing you grow closer makes me feel we are matched
But when I wake

connected with the mobile
The trap is now global
Respected in the streets
Not yet as a rap mogul
Fuck that local talk
I need large amounts
From that open

Another mid-adulthood crisis
Living at a college
But lacking all the vices

Well shit
No wonder I'm depressed
Kids stay obsessed over multiple vices

Welcome to the downwardly mobile
I am the entrepreneur
Careening through a slippery flume
Another brother down a rabbit-less hole
You and I have

Flex gang pay fa da team in total
Riding shotgun driver of the Flex Mobile
Plenty wallets fa da cash
Still can't fold 'em
Everybody give me ya hands

Chop the top, still
In my lil drop top mobile
Aint in Alabama
But I'm rollin to my tide
You might wanna catch my wave
Before the shore fills up your eyes

that for real
She said boy you all dripping with them black wheels
I got money but I chill
I just want some mills
I ain’t touch that yet
That’s another

The Fog:

Here we go heres another round, hold me down
While we pounce, got big Lions out the mountain,
Watch me couch this, living countless
Back n

a shit
I'm on another level, yet I'm never on the level
And I'm yet to meet a fella that can stick with what I'm spitting, kids
Fact is, that I could

These other suckers last place
I guess that's all I might need
Moving at the right speed
Better yet light speed

Yeah I'm on another cash chase
Moving

Now when they first MET it was casual
Bouncing ideas off of one another like they're both playing racket ball
Really compatible, laughing like

a tetanus shot
Got her hair, toes, and nails did, still ain't hit the thot
Navy fed, kiosk, tryna see if the system locked

Steady watchin' this mobile bank