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Walk with me
Written By Resolve

Take my hand and walk with me (cos)
I know the way from here
I'll pick you up when you fall down and
Carry you when

a mix of Martin, Malcolm X
(Yeah)
By any means I'll die for my respect
(I'll die for mine)
Load it up and shoot til nothing left
(Pow)
Catch an op I

Show Some Respect

Sting

The Last Ship

2013

this quay,
And we'll cast this net of souls upon the sea.

Pick up your tools, we're not fools to be treated lightly,
We'll weld our souls

through
Christmas without you
I really shouldn't be this sad
But what do you want me to do

Filled your stocking up with
Gifts by the fireplace
Filled it

’t ask no one for help 
Do you think we can’t tell by now 
Act like nobody’s felt this 
I’ll sit here and watch you 
Just drown in a hell right now 
(You

could cry and hit your line a thousand times
But you'd still pick up every time
How can I learn what's right
When you still want me in your life
You swear

After she ride I tell her jump off Geronimo
You know I body every type kinda of flow
This that Wakanda flow
I easily pick them enny minny miny moe
Them

 just all he know
He don't know nothin' else
I tried to show 'em, yeah
Yeah, yeah,  yeah, yeah
Goin' on you with the pick and roll
Young La Flame, he in

Caught in this rat race
Love the way you fix your hair in the rearview mirror
The secret of Our place
I need a little pick me up to get me there

another dimension
With voyeuristic intention well secluded
I see all with a bit of a mind flip
You're into the time slip
And nothing can ever be the same

You've already made your own bed 

Can you tell me what just happened 
Where's my girlfriend with her ancient pindred lime 
I pick you up

fine day 
make it rowdy by night
I've been out of my mind
Hit me right between the eyes
Think it's time I let go
Pick it up at sunrise 
Yea you already

anything
You don't have to remember anything

I'm sick of thinking about all the wrong things
You can wish things
But you might not try to just let it I

King Heroin

James Brown

Waxin' Lyrical, Vol. 2

2003

you must lie in that county jail
Where I can't get to you by visit or mail

So squirm, with discomfort, wiggle and cough
Six days of madness, you

last year?
Will Santa kiss you on the cheek, as he did last year?
Will Santa pick me up again and carry me to bed?
I can’t wait for Christmas as it was

Drugs insured like Geico
That's me holding onto my hoe
Asian bitch like Thai pho
You can hit this cup lil baby
Bet I can hit on my stroke
Arm on ice
Old

and you always keep it simple
You always on your phone, tryna see what's on your mental
Can I pick you up around 10, baby girl, this weekend
Come outside,

Hands Are Tied

Gin Blossoms

Just South of Nowhere

2002

waiting around here all night long
Holding on to these memories until they come undone
My hands are tied

Telephone's ringing by my bed
I pick it on up

Baby, can you call my phone?
You know I'm all alone tonight
So baby when I call your phone
Can you please answer the tone?
Can you pick up?
(Pick up

break me down before you break my skin. I'm stuck in fights that I can never win
Home full of anger, full of sin. You pick me up and you knock me down

(Bandy) 
I was wondering Baby 
If you do the unthinkable 
If you ask now 
If you ask now 
From she call upon the bed
Me know play time over 
Two hand

hoe 

I could pick bitches out from around the globe, tell me no, I bet a badder bitch gon let me take her soul, drop it low, do it exactly like u up

're see me
The award show, you're gonna see me
You know, i'm gonna pick up everything they
Give to a new guy: Best New Artist, Best New
Single, Best New

talk it out
i get that u need space
and u know ur worth the chase
but girl
would u pick up the phone
i know u feel alone
u keep on building walls
but