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Albums:

An Introduction to Capercaillie (Capercaillie) · Capercaillie: Live in Concert (Capercaillie) · Capercaillie (Capercaillie) · Nil Recurring (Porcupine Tree) · Nil Recurring (Porcupine Tree) · Nil (The Gazette) · Nil Recurring (Porcupine Tree) · Try Whistling This/One Nil (Neil Finn) · One Nil (Neil Finn) · Nil Lara (Nil Lara) – and 90 other albums »


Ní sgarfar sin ó chéile
's níl ach baois díbh á chur 'n mur gcionn.

Iv.
Chuir mé leitir scríobhtha
Annsoir mo sweetheart agus casaoid ghéar
Chuir 
steady as a rock
Standing by me
Even when I don't succeed
Lord I wish I could afford
The things she swears
She don't really need

She don't need
love with Nathalie
She had a wavy pair of lils
Gave me chills but she was crazy
Always all up in my grill
No she wasn’t from the grill
She was beige
though rapped
So hard that I'm in Puerto Rico Puerto Rico

Puerto Rico is where she come from
She asked me do I love her that recorded song
By si si
Can't be with the one you love, then love the one you're with
Spliff in the ashtray, red stripe, I pull the lid
Her touch tickles, especially when
Way I act before her
She strikes me as the one that's clean
The one in between reality and dream

Drunk by the scent of awakening spring
I seem
of Peru.
I caught a plane to L.I.A. 
I didn't know what I would say.

Maybe she would like me, I had lost a lot of weight
Since she had last seen me in
fired by the gray man 
With shaky hand 
But not shaky enough to miss
Hit, Lost Boy in back 
So-called Friend runs for door 
Leaves First Son
Si... Ooh, is Mary there?
No, pero
Well, if you see Mary
Will you tell her I called? 
Tell her that I love her
And I'm sorry that's all
You see
herself, she wish she coulda saved him
Damn near impossible, only men can raise men
He was his own man, not even him can save him

He put his faith in a,
I wonder if I take you home
Will you still love me after this night?
Mike was the hard head from the around the way
That she wanted all her life,
flicking
Get money, fuck bitches
Young Weezy, young pimping, she love it
I keep going, she keep cumin, what you know 'bout it
So 'bout it, like Master P,
flicking
Get money, f*** b****es
Young Weezy, young pimping, she love it
I keep going, she keep cumin, what you know 'bout it
So 'bout it, like Master P,
that did not lack to anything everything to you very gave it and remembers or in the form in which you crio that to kill people she I do not teach to you
a well bow tis doe waaaaaaay! 

Submitted by Zodiac 

NIGHT GOAT: 
She wants my way to feel 
And I cut my teeth 
It's more nine hundred miles 
Oh,
a nigga, I see a black Einstein
A diamond in the rough, he's remidin' me as tough
Young girls takin' X, she's blinded by the stuff
Oh my God, where did we
what a priceless gem
When I took her out to the clubs, we got right in
She kept me safe, even held me down in fights with men

I like my murder
what a priceless gem
When I took her out to the clubs, we got right in
She kept me safe, even held me down in fights with men

I like my murder
a joke
Traffic's backed up, who's in town, the Pope?
S-s-s-s-someone blew the horn, I turned and looked left
To my surprise, it was my sis, Melky Sedeck
a joke
Traffic's backed up, who's in town, the Pope?
S-s-s-s-someone blew the horn, I turned and looked left
To my surprise, it was my sis, Melky Sedeck
fired by the gray man 
With shaky hand 
But not shaky enough to miss
Hit, Lost Boy in back 
So-called Friend runs for door 
Leaves First Son
terro tin in. 
lika homicide. like a tis dow like a well bow tis doe waaaaaaay! 

Submitted by Zodiac 

NIGHT GOAT: 
She wants my way to feel
but I still want mo'
Tde generals, she ain't spiritual but she still want Soul
God bless, God body, no fear in nobody, no thing
Can I proceed? Collect
love
But all you screwed mugs got me wearin' black gloves
You up in my face, I see the fear in your eyes
You wanna feel the pain like a grown man
danced shadows
In the newfound mound of mascara that eclipsed her face
Reflected in the smogged glass of carlos east street bodega
Learning to love, she