Lyrics:
crowds, huge sums of money, spectacular accidents and shocking scandals
The love for her husband is deep
She would often do things for her husband
crowds, huge sums of money, spectacular accidents and shocking scandals
The love for her husband is deep
She would often do things for her husband
crowds, huge sums of money, spectacular accidents and shocking scandals
The love for her husband is deep
She would often do things for her husband
I wanna be yours and make you mine and make you my children's mother
(Yo Wad happening to Dope?)
Could this be Dope in love? finally I'm tripping
(all, all that glitters is not gold)
Ma, we here, we gon' cook this Sunday, okay? (And all gold is not reality)
So come by (real is what you lays on me)
I trust)
I been fucked by so many damn managers
While they push me out front of these cameras (managers, cameras)
All this music I done gave
My girl's strong and beautiful
Just like her mother when she met me
Named by God, she's a living tree
And her love runs so deep
I know there will
be to O.G. ? loves thee
Mama plead my family tree never helped a mother come up
Seen it was hard tryin' to bring her sons up--they dwelled on the worse
the full power of the human spirit
And the mystery of love
Shining in our hearts
And with Her by our side
Create Heaven ON Earth
With Earth
With Her guiding
beyond the sun
There is no one besides the only one
And you know I gotta let 'em know
If you love it, let it go
At a all time low and all I know is all
she ain't got a lover
Instead of thinking of how she gone be her mother's cover
I ain't judging and I ain't perfect and I ain't working to make anybody
Alright, wooh
We all came out to Montreux
On the Lake Geneva shoreline
To make records with a mobile
We didn't have much time, no
Frank Zappa
This song is dedicated to all the responsible brothers other there
who's how love and support to their children
I'd like to say thank you
'cause I
I never thought bleeding would give me a rush
Or that I could get turned on by simply a punch
Never thought that I would love pain or the spilling
her Rheumatis
Eight hens by the backstairs
Children in the gutter
Bringing in the garbage to give to their mother
She's a slumlord but no one would
her mother would always be with her. Always, And all those who loved her. Who still love her. Of course.
Always. Always.
She knew she was like
and
Cameron joined Burbank High School’s show
Choir team she adored her time on stage
But dreaded the moments she spent off
Of it cameron didn’t make a lot
you know that true love asks for nothing
No no her acceptance is the way we pay
Did you know that life has given love a guarantee
To last through
Now when the dead man come to life beheld
His wife his wife no more, and saw the babe
Hers, yet not his, upon the father's knee,
And all the warmth,
love her. I sit with her, I visit her once a year and I spend a lot of time with her face to face. She sits down with me. She's like, Danny, just. This
"It stems from two little
Ideas one is something
That English mothers say to their English
Children, which is, if you're pulling a face
You know, like
of
How everything you see
Is reliant on the formless
Do you know the order?
Mother sustains us
So her children must support her
Don't you have a daughter?
look at all the ways
They lied they lied they lied
Diggin' up bones of the past
All those children didn't last
Genocide of the land
By the fist of god
the atmosphere for three spirits to appear
And they hovered above his mother
The boy cried to them how much he'd love her
And he couldn't live without the hugs she
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