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Last Call

Kanye West

The College Dropout

at me like a rapper
And I'm sure Dame figured
Like, man, if he do a whole album, if his raps is wack
At least we can throw Cam on every song and save

were in store seven hundred for to save
But fifteen hundred passengers rest in their icy grave

Uh, uh, uh, riddle of the century
Uh, uh, uh, pride

Wither

Tech N9ne

Special Effects

2015

and I'll snap this time!

Something please save me, I'm losing myself

I don't think I wanna stop it, but the feeling inside is nauseous
I get really

Every night their evil game
Dusk to dawn with deadly aim
Starting with a distant hum
Chasing me but how do I run from

Three hundred bombers
Dropping tons

unfair, feel the weight of the world, World Yours……screaming out save me Lord, on tours where the wicked see your glow and try to latch on for life,

we save we

By candlelight my hand will write these rhymes 'til I'm burnt out
Mostly from experience, shit that I learned about
Topics and views,

of a gold Mercedes
Midday sun make the crocodiles lazy

Money phone pocket dial, run come save me
Sweet old ladies poisoning pigeons in the park
For

We Gon' Ride

Gucci Mane

No Hard Feelings

2016

the wheels fall off
Yeah we gon' ride 'til the wheels fall off

Me and my bitches stick together like the Bradys
Run up on us, we won't save, we play crazy

trying to face who I am
Free myself from my vices save me from going under
(Don't let go)
I'm hung on the edge to dry
See the world go by through my blood

by the sound of sirens
All I knew is volent
I saw and came right
After I conquered
They always told me
That my days were numbered
Never knew any

by someone
How bout you save yourself
How bout you save yourself
Come back to my shit
Meditate
Help me bliss
Miss
None of the bullshit
Old shit
Weird

save you, baby girl
Me and you against the world
Hyrule, Goron, Zora, Gerudo where are you
Lost my memory I know I couldn't fall through
Been sleeping

and had me faded by your love
Oh-Woah
Take me down
You drive me crazy now
You ran with my heart, the roads all clear
100 miles into dawn, alone out here

My Harlem Lullaby

Mase

Welcome Back

2004

Contract intact can't be underpaid
This ain't a game I ain't come to play
Don't front for me I ain't from the A

Don't you want to hear what I come

soon
Told him we should film it at my desk by the Mac too
Hundred likes on my page
I’mma drop it this Sat. dude
A remix, favorite rapper
A song, called

and save me

You're only seven hours away
But it's feeling like a hundred when I count up the days
Starting to forget the way you say my name, baby
You're

okay)

Hundreds on the mattress
Twenties on the floor
Kids with dirty handguns posted by the door
When I was 14 they used to
Send me to the store to bring

Save the children.. save the children.. {*echoes*}
Save the children.. save the children.. {*echoes*}
Save the children.. save the children..

(come here, come here)
Livin' to a hundred and three, that's the OG Grape in me
Auntie wanna pray for me, better pray for my enemies
Life ain't gave me

Everything's Alright [From: Jesus Christ Superstar Concept Album ...]

Sarah Brightman

Sings the Music of Andrew Lloyd Webber

1998

want you to sleep well tonight
Let the world turn without you tonight
If we try
We'll get by
So forget all about us tonight

Apostles' Women

We've been diminished by the system - a hundred years of capital accession
Debasing our morals, displacing volition
Desperation drove my own father

been a place built for you,
Sit by the fire tell, me truths,
Don't blind my eyes turn them blue,
And then I'll dry my face on you

Step on,
I beg you

out for me
Crying out for me
I remembered when we chilled for the very first time
By the way you were designed girl I knew you were a dime
I don’t mean

choppin' onions (shit is numbin')
It's ironic 'cause I felt it all comin' (whew)
Then I blew the money, blue money, all hundreds (yeah)
Standin'