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ke a e boela die ding (die ding)
Yeah, here I go again (again)
But this time’s gonna be different
I’m mature enough for the dream
And I’m going back

vision, tiger soul, anonymous alacrity
And pulse
Held together by a beached bucket of bolts
I’m here to bleach masker lust
And touch false allegations
Where

Number six may sence you
I stood outside and watched a million years go by

Dream love come into me easy
Washed out and breezy
The rivers occur

Hit Man

Cool Breeze

East Point's Greatest Hit

1999

[witchdoctor]
Million dollars for a hit man
Hit man, hit man
Gotta represent, noise, noise, noise

[cool breeze]
What if your re-up was in this

when you really wanna live your dreams out
Have that future mansion covered like it grew a beard out, with my stash connected
Just to make another Goal

so bad, they don't ever sit You rather use guns before usin' fists
They tell me no, but I'm so used to it She walk by, I make sounds like I'm Ludacris

wake up heavy breathing, cold sweats, and nightmares
Biting on my nails, pulling on my hair
The hardest thing is my dreams are the same as my fears

She's driving these nails of restless anti-submission into a head
full of the naive light of day
and then bury this ax with my name into the belly

a motherfucking hundred million
Fuck I'm spilling, fuck the hero, love the villain
He the one shunned by the village, I don't need no one to feel it
Prodigy coming,

I say?
Life ain't real, more like a dream
Jump in a sauna, let off steam
Won't get out till I feel all clean
Jump on the wave or get left
If you can't

cabbage
I'm a chief
In the kitchen
Blinded by the dream
Fuck a 20/20 vision 
An addition to the millions
I don't see no completion
Fuck an exhibition
If you

to this everlasting sound
Crossroads with a million signs I never leave the line
The reason's given daily by two little hands in mine
Punkrock shows

didn't come
Prolly see the kid and run
Prolly come and kick it with an ET, show 'em my EP
Fuck around and kill 'em by the millions
Everything I brew turn

scraps, but I'd soon get out
Had a dream, got off my ass
I seen my road, littered with trash
Those around me burned and crashed
A better life funded by cash

watching over me
It’s written
Sit by the fire
The prophet is haunting me Profits is what I need
Like its guaranteed
To be a provider
Find out just what that

350 million living day by day
But it might be too late for that
Have you seen how they react
When they find that we're not looking back
People have

Step Off

Grandmaster Melle Mel

Street Jams: Hip-Hop From the Top, Vol. 1-4

1996

and a yacht, two million in gold
Because rap is the game that I control.

I'm like Shakespeare, I'm a pioneer
Because I made rap somethin' people wanted

thong, that's paraphernalia
Sound familiar? My plug's Sicilian
He the one who told me that sometimes you gotta leave ya la familia
Behind the millions

Red Dirt Girl

Emmylou Harris

Live in Germany 2000 [DVD]

2011

sound

She grew up tall and she grew up thin
Buried that old dog Gideon
By a crepe myrtle bush in the back of the yard
Her daddy turned mean and her

I'm tryna put a million stones up in a Patek
I be smokin' by the O, I got a habit
Double Cuban link with a charm, I gotta have it
Cashed out on a new

Ain't no way I'm giving up now
I dream so high in the cloud
It can't let me down
Even if I fall no sound
Or how hard I hit the ground
Thought I

Messiah

Dead Celebrity Status

XXX: State of the Union [Original Soundtrack]

2005

to it.
(And now!)
So let the games begin, you either turn with the world or you watch it spin.
If your dreams were stolen by a liar,
Then steal it back

""The shadows dancing by the candle light The walls are bleeding I hear the sound of flies The clock spins backward But the pendulum is still

Shirk
Boom plop
Neptune now his arms extends
 while one millions of souls
  sit lit in caves of darkness
What ols bark? The dog
mountain? Down by the Sea