Lyrics:
It's a miracle how long we can stay
In a world our minds created
In a world that's full of shit
(Help me)
Okay, let's get this guy in the program
a stereotype like everybody that's Black can jump (break it down)
I'm in a white mink, the fabric is done
Cop rings like Mike, Larry, Magic and them (woo)
Out
impractical
So can you tell me why in every version of the events shown here,
There's another season that crawls by like years, from blown speakers clear?
And when we come around, yea you know it's us
And you can feel it in your spirit that we know His love!
HOOK (SebastianSound):
New levels, new devils
Ya
sick guy.
But you're wrong.
I love ya and I need you, by my side.
So, I'm gonna keep on trying, just keep on trying till I win your love, woo.
I'm
rocking my own fashion (how ya feeling?)
Fantastic, glare in my glasses smelling like Paul Sebastian (Is you single?)
Who’s asking? Cause I be dining
Listen while you read!
I like them mess with ladies
That can get down
Now baby if you with it
Go ahead and break it down
Uh huh, okay,
What's
opportunities pass you by?
I used to be a pretty passive guy
Since before I was a goddamn mastermind (uh-uh, woo)
In that castle of mine, I came up in half
like "Who that spittin'?" I'm like "It's me"
He's like, "Oh, okay."
Uh, he started talkin' to me on the phone, going back and forth
Just askin' me
or Adios. Or the American version of that one, "Adios, mothafucker!" OR Aloha. That's a nice one isn't it, aloha, they say that in Hawaii of course. It
All of a few words and then
You know, I doubt if you can feel it like I do
But when I think about the things that I've gone through
Like, well, for
Some of them still peddle drugs (run it up)
If you know that you ain't never show me love
And you like me better when mi gun ah buss
Boy I'm telling
on your lips, my bum is on your lips"
And if I'm lucky, you might just give it a little kiss
And that's the message that we deliver to little kids
los laureles.
This ranchera is a standard for all
Mariachis and dates back to the 1920's
Or 1930's. It is supposed to have been
Written by Consuelo
ever fuck a black guy
Or do anal, or do a gang bang
It's kinda crazy, that's all considered the same thing
Well I guess a lot of niggas do gang bang
that's really grippin'
Why you deck(?) me up actin' like like we cool if you don't feel him nigga?
Uh, I'm bringing back hip hop
Me and my nigga Drake
VA,
it is, won't kiss your ass
He don't start trouble, 'cause he's got class
A righteous dude, yeah, that's no lie
Like Spicy McHaggis, he's a hell
some guys just arrived.
I felt so much better that I ran to catch the 3:45.
I got to the station, oh, just a little bit late,
When I spotted
Angels Brought Me Here
by Australian Idol Winner
GUY SEBASTIAN
It's been a long and winding journey
But I'm finally here tonight
Picking up
gotta get dirty dirty
ya game is my real life
it's my time to say somethin'
now gimme the mic
I won't like it but that drama keepin everybody paid, eh
It didn't matter, how far I took it
It didn't matter if I was
The kind of guy, the kind of guy
You'll like to smile at
It was the darkness
of how it would feel to hold someone tight
And there's a guy down at work he keeps callin' her up
But she ain't ready for none of that stuff
She's still
treat you fine, I'm gonna make you mine
Tonight you're gonna fall in love with me
All the girls are after you, it really shows (that you know)
But
right
Live close by, visit often
That'll work, that'll work for me
Live close by, visit often
Save us both a lot of misery
It could be rough
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