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thought, by gosh… that was it. It was just love at first sight.

Narrator:

Not long after Alex and Tarcisia met, her family were able to move back into

can't you see my love's true? Too true
Alex, oh Alex
Go easy now, my brain has got a big callous
Alex, yeah Alex
I pushed me down too hard, I'm losing all

a kiss
cnd I walk away without doubt
My love for you I can't drown out

Stuck on your name (Sierra)
I think it's a shame (Sierra)
The thought of you and me

bottoms no sierra leone
Really hold the trophy I'm composing Beethoven
I got off my ass and got me some money
We get them bags they coming by hunnid
Really

Yesterday, feel me, one, three
I’m new to this, give me some time
I need to make my rhyme feel out the beat
You gotta move your feet
I gotta move

only want Alex, hi Alex
Alex, I love you, please, I'm so upset

Hold on, bitch, I ain't done
I done give you real advice in life but you only gave fake

one, and one invented not by our venerable ancestors, but by a devilishly clever marketing firm, not to symbolize your everlasting love, but to make

on the mountain
Won't they freeze dry
Tell by my face, I'm lifted like Madonna
One shot at me and, fuck it, you're a goner
I bust a couple raps and I smoke this

thousand dollars ain't shit to me
It was your biggest winning of the day, yippee
I don't give a fuck
You got so many wrong answers
They're supposed to be

Love is more than us
And we trust
For it to take care of us
And everyday we fade away
Little by little

Oh remember that day
In the park
What about

why but I love you don't I?)

Alex why you're so sad
(Tell me cause I just care)
(God it doesn't make any sense)

the sky
Just saying I love you, no need to reply
No need to reply
No need to reply
Postcard for Alex, a little piece of me
Wishing you were here with me, by

feel I'm good for no one, cause I'm barely good for me
Gave you all my love, you ain't give me no consistency
Body full of drugs, all my pain, no doctor

a magician like Marco Verratti
Yeah, she makes me nice toasty
She gives me snuggles and makes me toasty
Yeah, she has very big lemons

As well as a very big

two
Percent, but who gives a shit

We'll enjoy ourselves
And we won't hang around with no Kat
Fucking bitch, no, no
You made me so sad

I swear to God,

And action
Sitting round it's end of year
Chilling as we get down on tequila and beer
A dragonfly flutters by stopping in to say hi
It lands down

Heartbeat Props

Digital Underground

Sons of the P

1991

do me?
I love to go on about the funk, matter of fact
I'd love to be another funk front runner
But first we gotta deal with the fronters
So I can't

rip off the mask, seek the truth and just try
Like alex jones himself says brother, let me hear your war cry
Mister jones and I were really baffled by

Alex we don't rock no Michael Kors 
I got this guap and all this shit it opens doors 
She give me top I don't want stop I want some more
I got this

corruption, abuse and civil unrest 
The Sierra Leone I love is not bound by borders
She is found in the baritone laughter of old Sierra Leonean men in pubs

stream it on Twitch
Alex in the Matrix, but he just a glitch
My brain half-split, like left and right Twix
Half of me good, then I'm pullin' out the sticks

gyal ah so we dweet
You gettin' my love, you gettin' my love 
You gettin' my love tonight-night
Gyal ah so me dweet, gyal ah so me dweet
It's Alex

Sierra
Feeling High Sierra

Love Remains
It's on its way
Love Remains
It's on its way
It's on its way

Love is in this place
You're surrounded by phamily

Poppin the flow like its Sierra Mist
I just take all these shots and you know I don't miss
Poppin the flow like its Sierra Mist
I just hop on the jet