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you popped quick 
Extended clip long as a chop stick
Lift you off the ground like a drop kick 
Police on the corner never stop shit
Fuck the holice

trippin'
So if you ain't ever seen me coming, muthafucka, just know that I didn't
100 miles, my mind's going faster
Genetics made me wish my thoughts were

As Good as It Gets

Varukers

How Do You Sleep?

2000

fucking limbs won't lift me from my bed
Today I feel so good tomorrow I'll wake up dead
No use in what you say won't listen anyway
I just need to feel

The morning sun follows the moonlight fall
Our eyelids closed to the call
You lift your head, breathe a sigh
Off my shoulder you do lie
Then out

Tiger Style

Mad Child

Lawn Mower Man

a young Frank Sinatra
All my rhymes are catchy
Ten-thousand percent bearbrick speaking arabic
Cold as fuck, sitting high up, I'm on a chair-lift
Flip

a smile
All the failures turned to triumph

And the world will see
Why we lift you up high

Sing oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Singing oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh

I

The)
It’s a curse it’s a gift
It’s a Mother-Fucking Wave
An I feel a fucking a way
Get the fuck up out my face
You ain’t never hold me down
You ain’t

to day 
As if I wasn't taught
Or brought up in the dark 
Never in the light
Always in the wrong
Never in the right
'Till the early morn
Weeping in

We set the silver sun up like a savior
We let our hands play God and worship what we've created
We lift and finger and want credit for the air that

Hello (Hello)
Y'all don't know me really well so
Let me get acquainted to you jolly good fellows
I was underground when I wrote this
Couldn't copy my

on the edge 
I was low just like him 
In the moment when all hope had faded
Then a hand reaching out 
To lift me up, help me down
And (As) we sat and we talked

Everybody sing like that HANGOVER Everyone blessing up like this HANGOVER Shake your body By our door, great victory stays Them delete memories in many ways

this bitch trying to get a whole plate hollering make it shake
Im only one nigguh if i lift my finger yea we still do drive bys nigga

choice,
get up and go to the fight,
power for the black people this is the time,
how long when the favela will cry
lift your head and fly high.
pen

Lift the veil laid across my vision, I'm tired of bitchin'
Switching up from my past, make bad decisions
Neck is itchin', y'all be lookin' so pissed

then 3.5
Mom im expressing I mess up but bet that I'm fine
Getting the bag get u a bag
Abundance of shine
Chronicle my life
Flashes of an old spliff
Born

with the pixels
Your damnation begins when you plug yourself in
Realize your sin is purposefully causing guilt within
Hey
Don't damn yourselves lift up

I love the smell of an outdoor kitchen
And dressin up for that country hitchin
Hey, gotta love this life
Walkin to grandma's house for dinner
Waitin

to rejoice and to let the sorrow end 
Your magick lifts me up 
My inner star ascends 

Your eye will shine like a ray in the night 
A ray of light 
A ray

The humble, broken and the pure in heart
Lift up you ancient gates! 
Make the highway smooth
As we raise our hands, come make them pure again
For this King

any wind is like hurricane
There is a fire that'll swallow you up, so you can rise from the ashes
There's a call and current in the strings

Emmanuel 
God is always near

Lift your hands up to the sky
And praise the Lord most high
His love won't pass you by
You're precious in His eyes
That's what

I heard somebody talking just the other day
About this new religion and much they had to say
They talked about the freedom, how they lift their hands

like serta
Look I thought I was nothing
But I lift my soul so hard
Diamonds couldn't ruff this star 
I'm all in the head start by the finish line
Spirit