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Yeah
You got this shit B
(Lord Knows)

Lord Knows, it's hard and I'm just trying to make it
Live my life to its fullest and often celebrate it

I know what we need
We need a gun and a cap
Cause I know how it feels
Now that there's no turning back
It's like a dream unreal, holding you in

Unanimously it’s set, my absolute afterlife
There may be people with a merciful look,
but I just tell’em a simple phrase NO THANK YOU
It’s just

a motherfucker
Thank you God
Pray for a young black man
Pray for a young black man
Pray for a young black man
Pray for a young black man
Humble underneath (yeah -

id be without y'all
So when i sit back and really think about it
I've been blessed
To everyone thank you
And god bless

a motherfucker
Thank you God
Pray for a young black man
Pray for a young black man
Pray for a young black man
Pray for a young black man
Humble underneath (yeah -

as enemies
It's all love really thank you for accepting me
Remember me for who I was not what you wanted
Fuck those who think they know me the comments all

guess I can relate

Thanks for the help it did me so much good
You could have given up on me
I didn't always do the things I should
I never could come

righteous

This is the hill that I will die on
I am the ruler of my meek legacy
I am the one that you rely on
All decisions must be cleared by me
Your life is

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Thank you!

and dead

Can't count the cost
Still cursed by one
unending vision
I'll thank you all
As you're letting me go home

A loner
Alone, undone
A loner
Alone

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Thank you!

Here Comes Santa Claus

Bing Crosby & the Andrews Sisters

White Christmas: 24 Christmas Songs

1996

Right down Santa Claus lane
He doesn't care if you're rich or poor
For he loves you just the same

Santa Claus knows we're God's children
That makes

Grind

Swollen Members

Black Magic

2006

And the rainfall
But there's no rainbow
People are painful
Evil and angry, abused and afraid
We all get confused
By the moves that we made
So I mend broken

supposed to do
I need to tell the truth
And do what's right by you

I need to speak my mind
And let my heart run free
Your pain will heal with time

a lot more than a little

I got some demons in my closet
But don't you see I'm sleeping with a Goddess
Trying to get Madibas in my pockets
So you can find

the air

Wishin' on a falling star

Waitin' for the early train

Sorry boy, but I've been hit by a purple rain

Aw, come on Joe, you can always change your

can thank me later
I promise you're one of the best
I promise you I don't hate ya

Yeah, I promise you're one of the best
I promise you I don't

address
(I answer to no one)
(I answer to no one)

Thank you all for your attendance
Your support is duly noted
Someone had to cut away the cancer

(Smoov, what's good, baby?)
(Thank you, Fizzle)

Let go, let's go, shawty, let go
Yeah, we seein' bread, we gettin' bankrolls
At the W, fuck

For all that passes
And for all that kills me slow
I raise a glass to thank you
A friend at the bottom of the bottle
Thoughts wander back to you my

G.A.B.O.S
The name of the game is G.A.B.O.S
Game ain't based on sympathy
If you got sympathy in this spot, you ain't gon' never make it
Hundred

My son!

Not half bad, your dead gay son!
Wish I had your dead gay son!
Thank you, dad, for your...

Dead! Gay! Son!

wants to talk to you
Thanks Jimmy
Hi, Captain Adams, this is Bill
No, we don't usually have ducks answer the phone
That one belongs to Susie
Quack, quack