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the best
Before i put em all to rest
Incline or flat bench ima get it off my chest
But i never let em stress me
Im on the rise thank God cuz he blessed me
Im

where no one gets to rest
Beside me is an open bench
A flat void of emptiness
It's safe to say that his presence was missed
The lack of conversation made

Then walk off whistling the Andy Griffin theme song
My team strong we'll flat bench a whole bale
Thats why them peoples on my ass like a coattail
And we

Lay it back on the bench so flat
Dumbbells in hand let's work on that
Arms up high palms face each other
Open wide like no other

Lower them down

of tomorrow
Martian trinkets, plastic Apollos
In the sunshine, try to act normal
My veins are full of flat cherry cola
Slept on the bench by

Firewall

Bright Eyes

Studio Albums 2000-2011 [LP]

2016

of flat cherry cola
Slept on the bench by the rollercoaster

Dreamt I was riding on a motorbike
Lion of Judah, painted on the side

I'm doing fine,

Grey crack 'til the branch snapped
Lands smack on the bench flat
I'm back with a can snapped til the cans tapped
Then I tap dance all the way back

Singing along to Bossy is all that I could do 
And I recall the night before on a bench outside your flat 
I lay down and said I'd never leave
But my

relentless
Get laid flat down like a bench press
He Sick! Hey! Duh! like an insect
Miss L's by miles no missteps
This flex make a big mess no diss rec
Writing

I'm getting girl you can't get none don't talk to me and you gon get shunned
Gimmie any bench guarantee you sit flat
Gimmie any teach guarantee I'm gon

em boss tints
Flow's see sick make em nauseous 
Lay the track flat like a park bench
Gotta range deeper than marksmen
I got air to em', hip hop's

up
Dont giv me format
Ma bench press go flat u like a door mat
No codiene yet u dormant
Just give me like 1 just more month
My triceps dier don't try

let's get lost
It's too late now to stop

It's like lightning on my lips every time you kiss me
Two seconds flat heart's zero to sixty
Carry me away

Cab of My Truck

Dierks Bentley

Modern Day Drifter

2005

Cracked windshield that I super-glued
Crumpled-up cans and a beat up bag of Red Man chew
Fix-a-flat, Johnny Cash box set
Half a dozen parking

Waiting room
Flat white walls and a cloudy ceiling
A bench in the wind, it's shapeless
Like describing the loss of a feeling
And isn't it funny
Isn't

Day - and old Maureen comes
With her plastic bags 
And her fags and beer
To sit on a bench
And watch the day go by

Over the bridge the first trains

like your back's up against a wall
Better reach out before you fall
Sleeping on a bench outside a hospital
Wondering how the weight of the world feels

Starter

Wu-Tang Clan

8 Diagrams [Edited Version]

2007

and furs
While she do it in the sack, jazz music in the back
Flat blew a nigga back, act two, I'm into that
Damn right, she the star of my team
When we

the bench son
Which side are you on, boy? Who will stand to defend us?
Which side are you on, my lord? If you ain't with us, you against us

We drawing a line

than that bread
I don't want you once, I want you every day instead
Cause that pussy wet, wet, wet, wet like water
Never on the bench, bench, bench, you

Put me in charge I'd execute the Artistic Queers 
And all the fuckin' bastards that drink trendy Irish beers 
My death squads would be kids from flats

Friday night, annoyed by tannoys
Flat tyres and seagull cries
Where brief encounters are denied

Strangers on a western platform
A trench coat

when I sleep in it record 24 hrs
You niggas better get your bars up
I bench press this rap stuff
Got it locked like handcuffs
I threw away the key, my

Sold the cafe, went their own ways
She lives alone now in a flat near Bury

He sets his easel by a park bench
He knows the bitter sweet of tea for coffee