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Live at the Hollywood Bowl [EP] (Ben Harper) · Live in 1947 at the Hollywood Bowl (Edward Kennedy Ellington) · Live at the Hollywood Bowl (The Doors) · An Evening of Magic, Live at the Hollywood Bowl (Chuck Mangione) · Live at the Hollywood Bowl [Bonus Tracks] (The Beatles) · Live at Hollywood Bowl: Historical Recordings (1947 & 1951) (Mario Lanza) · Astral Weeks: Live at the Hollywood Bowl (Van Morrison) · An Evening of Magic, Live at the Hollywood Bowl (Chuck Mangione) · Live at the Hollywood Bowl (The Beatles) · A String Quartet Tribute to Coldplay [Q] (Patrick Warren) – and 90 other albums »
Now, just picture me high up with my top down On Highland and Sunset, doin' 85 on the top deck See, step by step we're walking on stars If you're
Lets go, pour the milk in the bowl, make sure its ice cold, Hold my hand on the top so it won't overflow. Forget playing outside with my friends from
First off you know what it is if you heard Drake Makin' hoes wobble Like a bridge in a earthquake Never see me out 'cause I live in my Workplace I
the weed spot, pounds of purp, bowl of cereal Cartoons is on, my favorite shit is The Smurfs Now I don't slip when I'm down in the dirt, cause by this
to us, and took away from us Starry night, your life You gave to us, and took away from us Uh, uh, watch me live my art; writing words from my soul in
and even though you died You still my nigga, my nigga, my nigga I'm still on earth, and everything ter-rific Pour me a spot, so we can reunite and kick
sick and tired Of drives by's taken lives before they begin And I still remember the last time I seen you You was in your casket And I was on my
is sprayed I'm out here, fuck it, like I live on Targhee And Rico, keep a low cut like laundry I don't give a fuck, y'all made me bitter I'mma whip
cleared my throat got in a b-boy stance and I ran through a rhyme that made him piss in his pants With tears in his eyes, he grabbed me by the hand
Nigga you ain't gotta like me to love me Live life, die never That shit sound clever Rest in peace to my nigga Payso, you live forever I was