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chasing dreams bro
I kinda hate me and I'm not surprised
I'm not arrogant I'm chasing dreams bro

Catch me at the point I'm flying kites
If you talk your

the trash felt too heavy
Till a little bird said to me
Even independently, these tours ain't PGA
These streets ain't Sesame
Open you'll mind, you'll find

Yeah that pussy sweet
She's my LSD
Yeah that pussy sweet
Took a hold of me
Walking on a dream
Rollin through my head
Yeah that pussy sweet
Took

wanted the world of you
You wanted the same of me
Is this the same dream I see
This is behind the scenes
And I think that one day
These scenes
We can play

Manhattan

Jan & Dean

Surf City/Folk 'n Roll

1996

Summer journeys
To Niagara
And to other places
Aggravate all our cares
We'll save our fares

I've a cozy little flat
In what is known as old

Eyes girl
You said you wanted to be
My girl
So let me have this dance oh baby
One by one, two by two
This rhythm riding you
One by one, two by two
This

I know a little girl
She's my everything
She has shown me what I couldn't see
To be a better man and believe in myself
I'll treasure each moment

And trust me it's not dope 
to be 25 and move back to your parent's basement
I've seen my people's dreams die
I've seen what they can be denied
And "weeds not

Lord, send me an angel right now while I'm having ghetto dreams
It's like the world stand still
Yesterday your little man got killed
And all he ever

to succed is inside of me girls only tonight
we have to believe that we got it right all your boys
can leave we love the way you stare at us in your dreams
if

talk about it right
She been gettin outside
Tellin me some lies
Girl, don't i, spend a little time
Right there on your mind
Right, right there on your

was little a badman
Took me to get my blood taken
Its a blur what happened after but I got
Taken to strange place and I got desecrated
Was it a dream

a dream though
Let me tell you about a dream I had
I'm walking down this little path
All black nothing but thoughts that surround it
not scary just a little

need in need of hope 
I seen it all in the horoscope little old me through a microscope 
I hang up with you on the telephone and then I explode

it up in a little black folder
FBI wanna rub my shoulder
It's over before it gets any colder
So I gotta say it's over (Uh, huh)

Me and my crew, we're

the same way
This little mouse on his wheel seems to be motivated by pain
By… loss of love, by death, by struggling every day
By not feeling like I’m not

of spare dreams
I’ve been touched by higher mysteries 
My mind it flows so free, so free, so free

V2
I walked out in the morning
Your voice behind me sighed

Shake It Up

Oobie

M.I.A.M.I.

2004

to remember
I can tell by the way you shake it 
Aww now

Baby, you ain't gotta front if you want me
All you gotta do is come get me
Shorty cause I want

Shake It Up

Oobie

M.I.A.M.I. [Clean]

2004

call your girls
Don't be mad at me, excuse me baby, I'm freaky, girl
Sugar check this out, this gon' be a night to remember
I can tell by the way you

to label me as anything I'll strangle you with the cable
That I use to make these rhymes coexist inside a fable
Turn the tables on these little kids that

got no love to give ya
Ain't got no love for me
We took it all from her
You took it all from me

Oh

Just for a little
Let me see your downfall, I'm

bawling, bursting at the seams
Naive, raised by confidantes and a dream
Dressed all in white with a crown of roses
Thorns hold your eyes, too ingrained

Wendy

Jesse Malin

The Fine Art of Self Destruction [Original]

Wendy left me all alone
No postcard or telephone
Wintertime down by the beach
In a jukebox bar way out of reach

She liked Tom Waits

but my days! Must I shock her.
Diagnosis, paralysis, lo, I became a doctor
She cut me off mid-sentence like I'm rapture
Getting white-maled by a black