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chained to you

My heart is a ball, of feathers and ashes
And rolls and rolls and never stops
My heart is a ball, of feathers and ashes
And rolls and rolls

your better know 
Yojico yojico 
Light as a feather tho
Eight-ball, fentanyl 
Codeine methylone
Yojico
Yojico 
I say you better know
Yojico yojico
Always

fire and teeth
Burning hair with grease
Wax and feather balls
Fur and powdered horn
Paints and shredded rags
Straw and rubber bags
Mud and knotted skin

And shower manna
To the lost tribe of feathered ones
Yet, I do not blindly throw my gifts to all
I pick and choose
Which walking feather ball will receive

without sunshine

Chorus
So we swing like a feather on the dream ball of time
Feeling like a ship sail on the sea of love
I wanna go to the beach I wanna

winnin'
We flyin', we finished (yeah, yeah)

Rich Gang, we drop feathers to ball
Rich Gang, ball 'til you fall
We hit the block dippin' 'cause

Love Is War

American Young

So Country 2014

2014

a feather
Sometimes a cannon ball
But it's worth fighting for (it's worth fighting for)
Baby, sometimes love is war

An old couple on a front porch swing

you win

Sometimes love is a white flag
Sometimes love is standing tall
Sometimes love is a feather
Sometimes a cannon ball
And it's worth fighting for

She make it dance
She want me to take a chance
Swagg so sharp I walk by you might get severed
I came with my crew and birds flock with a feather
I ball

I'm bouta talk my shit right now bitch
Talk to me nice hoe
She text me night O
Just like a bird of a feather
I ball in my leathers
I tell you

Cry Babies (Oh No)

Ludacris

Word of Mouf [Clean]

2001

bok I'm shakin' your tale feathers
I got big balls, I'm a SAC King like Chris Webber

Luda' take you back to duck hunt and double dribble
When

Cry Babies (Oh No)

Ludacris

Word of Mouf

2001

bok I'm shakin' your tale feathers
I got big balls, I'm a SAC King like Chris Webber

Luda' take you back to duck hunt and double dribble
When

bulls-eye i stunt growth and stop lives
and you run with niggaz that's more chicken than pot pie *chicken noises*
im shaking your tail feathers, i got big

perfect
Bullseye, I stunt growth and stop lives
You run with niggas that's more
Chicken then pot pies
Bok bok bok I'm shakin' your tail feathers
I got big

ain't got no balls  
  
 Feather and tar  
 Whiskey in your jar  
 A convertible car  
 A pretty face with a scar  
 How well you've got it made  
 You

extra)

And we gonna have the ball, ball, ball (you take me high)
Ball, and we gonna have the ball, ball, ball (you take me high)
Ball, we gonna have

only lonely phony bologna
I'm leavin' forever, how's the weather? Like a feather, playin' tether ball
Whoever want it can get it, let it, slip it, drip,

the leather
Getting the cheddar wit a bredda
Hat with a feather
Playing tether-ball, swing it around the pole, so you never lose, not ever
Singing like Deb

as a Feather)
I’m feeling light as a feather, bouncy as a ball, really topsy-turvy, and really, really tall.  
For now, my face is puffy and my voice a little

Instant Photo

Louise Goffin

Sometimes a Circle

2002

Don't need a ride in a jazzed up pumpkin
No feather boa for the ball
A box of paint could be salvation
I'll paint the sun coming up
 
Fix my hair for

love me when you're done

You and I both know the odds
But who's your money on?
I know what you think you are
And what you're not
A feather and a bowling

to heal 

It is one, then the other 
I have always known the Truth 
But the feathers and the tar balls 
Keep on falling from the roof 
It's the Shine that

and vigorous
Startling indifference
Feathers soft like cotton balls
Keeps us from impending falls
Although they seem so green
These lands are hard and mean

Yeah so in love with the first
You could be all alone

So we swing like a feather on the dream ball of time
Feeling like a ship sail on the sea of love