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you the one that make them Christian slaps
It's okay for us to live, laugh, love, and even gig too Reach into your pockets, find some people you can

They gettin' 52
No matter what
At least 52
Gon' get Ray Lewis outta me
I got this Adderall brain, and a gun up in my gig bag
I got the voice you

can't pay You'll get wigged
Fuck these pigs Raiding my digs
On it like gigs Smash you in the ribs
Uphurt through clip In a bad mood stick

Big bag, whips,

Mai hun moohfatt 
Teda muh seedhi baat 
Pahunche tere rooh tak 
Vo faili mere gig pe maine usko bola chu mat 
Ye vibe choosna chahte meri par ni deta

die Krüge
Hey ho und füllt die Krüge
Früh so früh am Morgen

Lad' zum Gig seine Schwiegermutter
Lad' zum Gig seine Schwiegermutter
Lad' zum Gig seine

the horrors inside them 

Bridge 
Every trick 
They scream and flail 
The fakest shit 
Is what the gig entails 
The lightning bolts 
And icy hail 
Crack through

our gigs
With the same shoes and being all weird
Making noises and being all weird
I wish this song didn’t have to exist

But nothing was meant to be

going to roll
When I get there this I know
The rock won't stay its going to roll
You know the thing about this gig
The gig's a game and the game is rigged

all for next
When we are past this 2020 curse

We can't go carolling
We can't play our Christmas gig
We can't see our family
So let's just give

Solto pelo Mundo 

Solto pelo mundo 
Aventureiro nato 
E dono disso tudo ai 
Um shot sem motivo algum pra minha gig 
Ouvindo som bem alto
No carro o

to Haitian chick she thick as fuck From Florida
Ima Gigolo Gigolo Gigolo Gig
Shawty she clapping dat ass she clapping dat ass
She do wit no hands she flip

money on my mind like a wig
Ain't going back to nine to five I'm lookin forward to my first gig
Ain't nobody in my circle smoking mid
I take off see you

I'm the L, I'm the boss in the squad shit
I'm the ill too much sauce with the G's shit
I'm not a gang but I go hard with ma gig shit
With ma gig

money on my mind like a wig
Ain't going back to nine to five I'm lookin forward to my first gig
Ain't nobody in my circle smoking mid
I take off see you

they cry
Now you're at the end
Of your life
Going to play at the great big gig in the sky

Now my times coming to an end
Here and now I just want

I miss my friends but I'm alright
Every day is getting harder
Talking to you but please don't lie
I'm at the gig but I'm the audience
You cannot tell

bling
Cravejado no limite
Meu mic brilha no escuro da gig, yeah
Protegido e muito chique

Quero brilho, Johnny Dang
Flow é tiro, damn
Eles falam damn

A gig in heaven, in heaven, in heaven

No one else will wear again smiles like David Bowie
He was a man who fell on Earth
Now he's back to the sky

friends at our gigs
Asking for free tickets to our shows
Because that's the way it goes now don't you know
I don't wanna be another nothing, with nothing

on the gas, I don't got time to tuck sleep no kid
Yeah they talk plenty of trash in traffic, way home from that pizza gig
Speaking to Jesus, meet your maker,

then put in it here
So you can learn more about respect. Yeah, hear me now!
I've seen it for a long time ago, the gigs, the town, and the people
When

the creeps

Life is sick. You're born you live
You die, but what of it?
Man, that's just part of the gig
Could take it day by day
Or plan it inch by inch
But

the gig pay)
Amateur (Don't forget how to play)

I wanna be the old lady at the coffee shop
Playin songs about her past
With a glimmer in the corner of her

Virgil and Kae
Virgil and Kae
Every gig was a hang with Virgil and Kae
They knew the band and everyone's names 
They even knew the lyric to My Old