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Ooh Whoa
Feel He Don’t Want Me To Dream 
Stuck In My Reality
(Oooohhh Yeahhh)
Ooh Ooh Ooh Whoa
I Guess My Life Is Just Something I Can From No 
Ooh Ooh

Copious notes were
written on all margins. Jammed inside the front cover were letters from
Richard Kain, a photo of Brain with Richard Ellmann in front

Fanmail

KJ-52

Yearbook

2007

letter
I hope that you get it
I need some help from you

I live with my mom ever since my parents split
And At home I spend my time on the Internet
Looking

up in a tower with a gun in my hand
Then I got me a letter from Mama
She said that you died by the door
Waiting for the day when I'd come home to play

side
Sweet love letters in my hall
I'm not crying anymore
So far away from town
I find shelter in her smile
Going together side by side
Going together

Look, my mama really own the place
So I ain't got to pay the rent
This ain't my bed I'm laid up in
I leveled up, go Kaio-ken
Feeling so Plus Ultra,

Hate Ourselves

Goodie Mob

AttenCHUN! [Bonus DVD]

2003

Learn from the ghetto, learn from the slum
I can't forget bout the struggle
I can't get by without the help from my sisters and my brothers

Tell 'em,

luxury car would be a Porsh-ah!
To drive by every shady whore snatching tracks like her name was Ken-Yah!
But no free rides, or meal tickets
No free rides,

At the scene where he died was a letter never read 
From a girl named Amy and it said…

I wanna show you that I care
But I don't have the nerve 
I wanna say I

tonight
But I need my baby by my side
Yeah I need my baby by my side
I'm letting go
Cos I'm a thousand miles from home
Without a single soul I know
Friends

throwing out the letters
From a time when I was on a roll
This song's a shaker I'm a giver not a taker
And the running has taken its toll
But you know
When

bitch hue heftier 
You a phony you got homies locked Down Struggling to make a hogue
And you wont even help by sending Them a letter ok lets talk about

My blessings and the days

Angels bearing letters from a lighthouse
Bound for destination unknown
Don't ask me to cry
For all those who will never fly

We cant go back home
Flipping the extra
Scripts and them letters
Its lifting my chest up
Like weights in that basement
We push up then get up
You know

Bring 'Em Home Safely

Chubb Rock

The One

1991

letters under candle, delivered by camel
Layin in a dug-out channel's kinda hard to handle
So I say a little prayer to my maker in this blood filled place

did
Nobody told me its a long way home
I got lost, oh so lost, took the wrong way home
Nobody behind me, GPS Can't find me NO
I wrote a letter to my

In time theres a law seen among every reach
Stretching to rip out a piece of relief
From skies

Law seen by light

We'll all see I

Fight out the sky

Home

Westlife

Turnaround

2003

Another summer day
Has come and gone away
In Paris and Rome
But I wanna go home
Mm

Maybe surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel all

what the deal? What you wearin'? I be drippin' (what)
Cal Ripken's hit a nigga, Ken Griffey (home run)
The bitch got thick, so I guess she ate Jiffy

next of ken they found him dead on the block
Ima duck and dodge the pen, and make it home wit a knot

home
Oh, how I want to go home

Home folks think I'm big in Detroit City
From the letters that I write they think I'm fine
But by day I make the cars
By

on. 

I got a letter from my bank though. What was it? The thing that they want to do or they didn't want me to rob it again. Ah, cause I robbed him.

Fs in chat now
Ever get this feelin' someone wants you to fail
When they're watching from home
(Oh, oh)
Even nightbot joins in the fun of watching

bad
It's not so bad
Dear Slim, I wrote you but still ain't callin'
I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom
I sent two letters back in