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joins the ride
It feels like
An internal divide
He comes outside
If you get me angry
What I'm trying to say is
Don't mess with me
I'll put in the ground

out
I'd walk in, catch your attention
Catch you staring
And then you'd find your way close to me
We'd get the chance to speak and
It'd flow so naturally

in the street
Any other day than Sunday I can get you what you need
I'm talking like a couple keys, want a mil, come fuck with me
Pounds of kush,

Mos, you made me proud, let's get it""

Dari dulu udah bikin classic (woo)
Tiap ngaca bilang, ""yo, I got it"" (yeah I got it)
Dari umur 21 gua savage

That I have paved the ground
But I speak with grace when I create the sound
But when it's piece by piece they try to shake me down
I aint sleep today I'm

waste not, never want spit
I put a little hip in your hop spit
Like your booty after eating all the hot chips
At the party at the workers where we rock it

Expansive six-room mansion taken by the government
Making Manson moves big guns I'm loving it
Suckers hit I'm dubbin it
Clubber lang clubbing it

to the hole
It was down to the last two
I made sure our connection grew
You chose the other guy
It was okay, so I said bye
Yeah
We was at the reunion
No it

hoes and cream
Fuckin' on your bitch, she thought it was a dream
Smoked the night last, I had her in the cream
Lil' nigga, what the fuck you mean
I'm

Taking pictures of my memories she right there
Twisting on the blade in my heart, deep
Always on my mind so I can't sleep
She used to tell me she was all

Sleepwalking

Lyle Lovett

Step Inside This House

1998

the middle of the avenue

A policeman spied me traffic there
In my t-shirt and my underwear
He said, son, son
It sure don't look good
The way you've been

in the things that you say
but if it's how you feel
we can go our separate ways
it's the mistakes that i made
and how am i the one who could be so

They see me going big, I'm making it
I'm getting money now but
People think I'm changing
Now I'm just celebrating that
We finally made it
You don't

In Amsterdam, I'm cold and it's dark;  last night we slept in the park
Got to find somewhere, a place inside to stay
Met a guy by the snack machine:

for me, I
Get a
High writing about you
When I’m all alone
I know he won’t want you hearing my album
But you gon’ do it on your own
So hey I guess
My

I hear your voice
You talk to me in my sleep
So quiet
In the stillness of the night you incite a riot
Set fire, you little arsonist
So tired
But you

as cold as the winter. When she entered your heart it felt like a painful splinter; more in fact like that rat, because she was master of her craft.
 Her

how you've grown
But when you go to bed at night
Why do you sleep alone?

Once you know you're lost
You're ready to be found
And baby if you're lucky

a mean drunk, Francine you've been sunk
By a guy you made of polythene
Now you won't live to see nineteen
Francine

You've been wrapped up in white

look what you've done
You held my heart hostage with your smoking gun
And fair exchange ain't a robbery
You stole my heart
You took all of me
But is it

know that you've been known to underrate me
And floccinaucinihilipilificate me
But maybe one day you might say we've got a good thing
(It starts) 10, (9,

eyes that’s always drawing me back…

Only a world away
More distant by the day
Go to bed
It’s six in the morning…

Stop searching for my love
I know you

Love Is a Contact Sport

Whitney Houston

The Collection [2009]

2009

cave

It's so perplexing
Why you fight it won't you try it
Love's electric
Turn me on and see

Love is a contact sport
You gotta move in time
If you want

contemplating properly by hollerin' at this property
I already got the answer of your question you’re always askin'
I don't need blessing on another cases. 
All I