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the clothes-line tremble, shaking
Your name, your face
I saw your eyes like fingers on me

Inhaling violent music
The massochist cutting
The wild wind painting

Ay shawty so fly I can't deny
She got these other guys begging for reply
But she leave them dry
Never ever try cutting all ties mmm
I'm a fly

the 3 80 on me mfs moving funny
Trust no one TNGM till da death of me
Mastering my craft I been bringing out the best of me
Cutting up on you niggas call

every single time we do it
We never cut unless we cutting up and getting to it
We never cut unless we cutting up and getting to it, like getting to it

that
Please tell the truth, cause the rumours start spreading yeah
You feeding me lies, don't understand why
Lost your number, your socials, I'm cutting

connect like a drum line
I got some XAYlien hitters from out of state, bars dangerous leaving  the enemy like a steak
Medium rare blood leaking, flames

sheets it's you
See a ghost the orb is blue
In the tunnels wish they knew
Line the dirt check what I drew
They can not see what I go through
Illusions

when I'm on beware 'cause my potentials awfully dominant
I gotta take the time
Been drawing in the lines
Following the signs
It's a part of the design

Make it out the mud, I'm never getting stuck
Cutting off the ones that breaking trust, ain't keeping it a buck
Faded till the day I fade away, they

I wanna go to L.A
Ayy, ayy, uh
In the back of the Crib, straight cutting
In the back of the whip, out of nothing
In the back of the whip, serving

the joke or the line
Could be my energy
I think turned around forgot who you are
I gave a little collar now I'm cutting you off
One sight and I'm finding you

baby
I'm on fire
A wildfire
Pour me up a bit of that, that liquid courage
Your looking so good like Axl Rose
Come on we're cutting school
While listening

We're on the Blue Bell line
Getting on the Blue Bell line
Train whistle blowing as we're going back in time
Station master calling
All aboard

Mighty River

Mary J. Blige

Mudbound [Original Motion Picture Soundtrack]

2017

them all

White flag in hand
I don't want to fight
No lines in the sand, I'm on your side
Invisible, no color life
It's time we put our, put our,

A desecrated temple
Littered and besieged
Pillars built on pride
Yield to the creed
How can we force ourselves to change?
We're morally flexible
Eons

She be riding, riding
I said she be riding

Man I be calling her the pilot when she be riding
Cause she be landing with her Air Force ones
Bucket hat

Back up on my shit
No remorse
Time to fuck it up
Intercourse
Drop on the spot
We take it by force
We steady goin up
Well of course
Make big moves
Uh

Money on me
Zu viel passiert
Money is time
Nie am verlieren
Gleich mit den Homies doch anders zu dir
Fick auf Gefühle denn keine in mir
Air Force und

change, ample change, some folks just ain't trying to change
Aim real high towards the change
Constant force, there's always change
Release control with all

J'te promets
J'te promets
J'trouverais la force pour ne plus être lâche
J'ai trouvé ma vie ouais
Donc j'trouverais la force pour me détacher
Pour me

She's in Parties

Bauhaus

Black Heart Retrospective

2005

Learning lines in the rain
Special effects by Loonatik and Drinks
The graveyard scene
The golden years

She's in parties
It's in the can

Gideon's Bible

John Cale

Vintage Violence

1970

Holding on, with both eyes, to things that don't exist
Peering through the cutting wrist, at grand old mother greedy
Rolling out the cotton ship,

Shaking my hips and cutting lines
Feels a little passe now
Shoulda cherished my wine and
All of those friends who I thought were fine, oh
Where are your

god bless
Told her good lookin, mama, I got the rest

Task force all in our business
They tryna roll up blood callin on line 1
Askin what's the hold up?