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This is a public service announcement
Sponsored by Just Blaze and the good folks at Roc-A-Fella Records
"Fellow Americans, it is with the utmost
Não, não tinha um bom motivo pra sorrir
Não, não tinha um bom motivo pra sorrir
Tanto passado com dor
Perseguidos com toda força à vapor
No álbum de
I want you all to know
This album was made by a very idiotic man.
Just for your information y'know,
Not the smartest fella he is.
Nitya Paarayana Slokas is an album sung by Smt. Sridevi Ayyagari. The selected 68 Slokas have been used in rendering as lessens for Daily Paarayanam.
Nitya Paarayana Slokas is an album sung by Smt. Sridevi Ayyagari. The selected 68 Slokas have been used in rendering as lessens for Daily Paarayanam.
Nitya Paarayana Slokas is an album sung by Smt. Sridevi Ayyagari. The selected 68 Slokas have been used in rendering as lessens for Daily Paarayanam.
Nitya Paarayana Slokas is an album sung by Smt. Sridevi Ayyagari. The selected 68 Slokas have been used in rendering as lessens for Daily Paarayanam.
Nitya Paarayana Slokas is an album sung by Smt. Sridevi Ayyagari. The selected 68 Slokas have been used in rendering as lessens for Daily Paarayanam.
Crashing into 2d space
Face the shape my pencil traced
Constrained by pen and paper
Transient like water vapor
Trapped in frames inside your pocket
that it's mother?
Please don't go....now please.
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*from the album "Mondo Bongo"
*written by Bob Geldof
there waiting
Waiting for something
Anything at all
Nothing at all
Not at all.
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*written by Bob Geldof
from heaven on your heart
Through their singing
As an artist, Rhonda Montgomery
Exemplifies piano artistry
That's Rhonda! An artist!
This album
Varnish vapor that could linger
On my skin
It held tight
The whine of spinning blades
Still echoes to bother my sleep at night
See that ox
See Dede on her bike
She's on the run
Being hunted by her shades on the ground
The streetlights left her a few blocks away
They see tracks leading
Gathering of proselytes, sibylline of gaiety
Glum tors bearing mired heel
Naif seers obdurate
A looming vapor ever guiding in its ubiety
Plummeting
Yeah, what you critics said would never happen
We dedicate this album to anybody people said couldn't make it
To the fans that held us down 'til
Autumn
When the leaves have fallen
Waiting for the winter
As the cold sets in
Whispers
Swirl in crystal vapor
Set upon the wind
High noon
Sinking
fingers
Grip, reality start to slip
(?)
Exact same of a huge hit (?)
The kind of vapors
Vapors...vapors...vapors
[Chorus: ]
That Pharcyde crew
How you doing, Redman, I'm Dr. Trevis
Okay, my papers show that you strangled a white male by the name of a Mr. Van-Allen
At a rap concert, matter
Wets his dream drinks rocket fuel
Conjure her so beautiful
Vapor trails of stars that shoot
Libido soars the loop the loop
Innuendoes, nods and winks
This is music to be murdered by
Got a premonition
I feel the end is near
The beauty starts to fade
My joy has turned to pain
I hear the symphony
Its bad boy, baby
We go by the name of q, mike, slim, daron
And this is part three
You know, like the third album
Like the third time we been here
of idols
And holy winds
Let the flames break the silence
To purge the plague
To still remain
On the edge of fate
The vapor
Out of tombs blow
Consuming
Those
In the valley of the vapors
They won't find you there
Black magician, sorcerer
Speak the words if you dare
In the murky, black water
There she'll
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