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Intro:
(Soft acoustic guitar and gentle piano)

In the quiet of the night, where secrets softly blend
A heart beats with confusion, for a love it

the spot fed
In the climate, of locked dreads, corn-rows, torn souls
Worn hoes, who been molested by they uncle
I bundle, amongst you cold mother-uckers

early for that
He was at the park, he met a boy named Jimmy
He's a cutie
And he chose him oh

Take my heart, take my soul, share my crayons, share my

this interlude
To be honest, we had to take a song off the project, so
I came to the studio and just cooked up a quick lil' interlude, real quick
I

Bitter

Cypress Hill

Stoned Raiders

2001

[B-Real]
I lost my innocence at birth but I make no excuses
For the trivial things and the pain life induces
Bitches are wild, and so was I, young

Fuck Black hippy, nigga 
I invented the recipe

It's a beautiful day I guess
For a bitch to roll with Ab-Soul I guess
Pretty Chick let me see

Crush

Dave Matthews Band

The Best Of What's Around (Sliders)

2006

Crazy how it feels tonight
Crazy how you make it all alright love
You crush me with the things you do
I do for you anything too
Sitting, smoking,

by an spit it to me
Ooo I gut that passion
Can’t laugh it away
At night I lay my head down
Your face remains

INTERLUDE:
Uh, Um checkin’ foe you
Yea

Been a sinner for a while now
All of Your forgiveness
I might not deserve it
Sort of known to wild out
Okay to let your flaws show
Nobody is perfect hard

em real love niggas still hate me

(Verse)

Prelude for the interlude 
Inner tunes for my vibe mood 
Steady back slide in two got the soul tunes 
cnd

just a word, not just a part
It flows in the blood, it burns in the soul
Giving strength to rise, to reach the goal

(interlude solo guitar)

(Chorus)

break,
Each day a new beginning, every dawn she’ll take.
She’s writing her own story, line by line,
In the silence of her soul, she’ll redefine.

What's Real

Sir Mix-A-Lot

Chief Boot Knocka

1994

black sister
Gotta make her richer
So tell me what's real, partner

[Break - Sir Mix-A-Lot]
(Da-da-da-down for mine)
(You gon' buy me a motherfuckin car?)

I know the feeling
It is the real thing
The essence of the soul

The perfect moment
That golden moment
I know you feel it too

I know

look like solitude
Older than me by a few, a useless interlude
Got poetic for a night and talked about what's sacred
Drank like way too much and left

Betrayal / Forgiveness

Apocalyptica

Apocalyptica

2005

comfort from the vanity
Each time I escaped the real
My soul died, died a bit more
Confronting the evil within
Praying for my angel to appear
Agonized

Some of you nice but you ain't real, get off the mic
That's on my life, I never had shit but this weed and I stay lighted up
So get your lighters up

there,
Now the truth is clear as day,
Real friends don't just walk away.

[Break]

[Piano Instrumental]

But I know now, it was all for the thrill.
Now I

turn back
King of the jungle in my one-horse-wild-safari town, but I got a tiger by the tail, and I think she's going for the crown

Her brazon lips

The Wheel

Rosanne Cash

The Very Best of Rosanne Cash

2005

pick it all up piece by piece.

And the wheel goes round and round.
And the flame in our souls will never burn out.
And the wheel, and the wheel goes

and endless,
In your soul, I find my essence.

Interlude:

(Instrumental with a gentle piano melody, soft strings)

(Instrumental break with soothing guitar

NOTHING MATTERS
WRITTEN BY:  LARRY KING, JOIE SCOTT

KEYS		JOHN BLASUCCI
PIANO		LARRY KING
GUITARS	MICHAEL THOMPSON
DRUMS		KHARI PARKER
BASS		ALAN

the storm
Guitar strings wail sorrow worn and torn
Eyes like daggers piercing through the haze
Searching for a beacon in this endless maze

[Bridge]
Interlude

will always smile

2nd Verse:
Can watch love painting pictures of her and me
The moment she walks by my side
She is the answer to all I asked God for