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Ain't No Sunshine

Pastor Troy

We Ready - I Declare War

1999

Pumpin her up with these songs,so so-long to all three
get O.U.T. but first let me get my thangs
The ho had bring me box with the lock that she was holdin

of graduates
If we don't see eye to eye
That's the view from where I'm standing
So there you have it

Melila Immigrant Stories

When kings run out of grace

Mis raíces
Empienzan a crecer
Y en este mes
Volveré a nacer
Ugh
This is a song for my misfits
And the immigrants in the distance
Trying find peace

the Eurovision
In God only knows how long
My Ireland loves laughing at Ó Briain and Norton
My Ireland is sending gifs and emojis
While waiting for absolution
My

lu lu)
Ibadi e lulu

It took too long to make this song
So this right her cannot go wrong
So we just hype
Sipping on things
Green white black bottles

Q rap woo
12 am in las Vegas taking shots
Am show this fucking haters
What i got
5 O clock  in the morning busting nuts
Got yo bitch riding on me

See I was born to two immigrants,
So at birth I had my lost innocence
A target out the womb with this melanated inheritance
Or maybe not exactly,

Ok!
Lookin' at the charts ours songs are climbin'
Ok!
My girlies by my side and she's a Diamond
Ok!
And if this bang baby, Let it bang
Ok!
And let

unexpected
Twenty-eight so soon, I was affected
I was twenty-six, his death hit home
I hoped that he and Cube would write new songs
And Joe and Cube would

they ain’t profiting - they’ll cut you off and "Black Mirror" you!
Ignorant immigrants ignoring ignorant limits
Set by ignorant politicians in

an Ecuadorian immigrant, shouts to Quito! 

Now - Quitate o te quito
Bitch I want it all, fucka poquito!
Its over now, finito. Put yo pen down
Nope, can't be

call on for raw songs 

what's radio to rhymer 
What's a dime dealer to ten keys and a lama 
Eucaliptus leaves in the sauna 
Blowin O's wit the big

kinematic moving rapid so dynamic
Respect my flow heres youre intro S A M B O
Respect my flow of the fucking intro S A M B O
Summary then bar generator by

Americano want O facing the dirt
Because they Women Crush Wednesdays want to get me all my paperwork
Fuck Trump
I bump from New York to Fort Lauderdale

Fuck Anybody then and now trying to tell me off
Looking at the ears I reached 
Bitch I proved you wrong
Learned how to make songs while maintaining

'bout betrayal in his songs but he a traitor (pow)
They want my opinion when I give it, I'm a hater (pow)
Plus I save a bitch, now they thinking I'm De

hoes and imma do it with no hands
By the way, I don't mean any of the shit that I said in this song
I have a girlfriend, but like-
You know what I mean

they all turned to pumpkins at the 12 o'clock stroke
Promptly confiscated by police precinct number X
That was when alien geraniums entered into a fight

Like, tryna ask you "Are you mine?" (Trace-o)

Some of my old tings never could dress
Looked good out of their dress but didn't impress
Some of them

that outlives him
Like Malcolm did, we are out of sync
And out of time by the sound of things
Arms long like Dhalsim is how to win
Best murder machine

neighborhood
Used to be the smoke spot
Til we got caught by a karen bitch
Tryna cock block
Yo its cool
Had to dip out of the pool
Movin tha party in the middle

Here is the song "Am buchaille ban" which Capercaillie do a lovely
version of on their Crosswinds album. I was sent these words by John
Angus Macleod