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round two

And today
On this very special Sunday afternoon
We're ready to looked our love begin to guide us through
The melodies and rhythms of our lives

Remember the smile on your face at Sunday school
Remember the day that we spent at my grandparents pool
Remember when we were just friends, and its

We start with they got you
Got them through the hardships
We family, by blood or regardless
No plan b, got chips in a large pit
Invested, long term

Loud

Tech N9ne

The Gates Mixed Plate

2010

baby making
Gotta chop that freak sitting next to me
Bitch look like some nialating
Hey sunday morning 'round eleven roll by interupting in

My mama stayed in the church
Granny make sure we was there every Sunday
On the block I was raised by the worst
So much pain the shit made me hurt

Smokin' Me Out

Warren G

Take a Look Over Your Shoulder

1997

out,
Oh she's smokin' me out with the homey's love

I slinkin' while I'm thinkin' just how good it is,
To do it how we do it in the hood I live

end tonight
Want you right by my side
Live it up, live it up before goodbyes
Love when it comes it rains down on you hard
Either you run from it or you

I live it
(To God be the Glory) (For Christ live)
Sing it to God be the Glory
(Sunday Spirit high)
(Monday still on fire)
(Tuesday fire low)

the good times
Tell the feeling to stay

Fragile wrists don't resist, don't resist, don't resist
To be handcuffed by tedium
As he lives, hands will bleed

That’s what our sad life has become
But we couldn’t care less
At least we still get stoned

These days pass us by
So blue (blurry) is the sky
We know that

to endure
Yearning for vistas my eyes have never toured
Live for the weekend, that's my sorry score
Sunday's dread, it hits me to the core
[Verse 3]
Gotta

Friday night I crashed and burned.
My doctor says I'm all right.
And this road is live and learn,
With shoulders, detours and orange signs.
Sunday

Waking up on a Sunday mourning
Looking through the window, see your car driving
Somethings between us and we can't ignore it
So why do we keep these

above the rim
But I'm so by myself I really live for this
And I'm so by myself you hear it when I spit
Since Fina told me that she love me I feel

To her friend to her father
The story of her father's scar
The girl who made her feel dumb
The girl who was hit by the car
The air felt perfect on her skin

There’s war paint on these drums
I’m here for the hunt
Come to rap my face off
Til there’s just bone on the front
I wouldn’t live in this maze, if it

ain't living on my knees 

But I tell you 
Sunday morning 
I'm gon' get right 

Sunday morning 
I'm gon' get right 

Love don't live here anymore 
Per her

to mine

Our eyes have grown, but not wasted in the years
We live each moment brought together by the tears
They fall like rain when they can't stop me

I had to get up off my ass and go get it
If gettin' moneys involved then you know a nigga wit it
I'm out here gettin' it from Monday to Sunday until

great fires started by that torch
Burning woods, frostmourne sold
And mornings with you, are gold
I wish I could live in that moment like a beat loop,

With my dying breath
I'd come back to you
That Sunday morning 

Found you in the dark
Your cold body bruised
Wrists cut and swollen

Take a little

night, I'm spendin' it
Sunday, sun up, still at the bar
Like a redneck rockstar (Rockstar)
Monday, I'm broke again
Tuesday, Wednesday, I'm beggin' friends

all moving nice
And it's time for y'all to start to get elevated
By the lyrical miracle flow levitical biblical
It's clinical typical take you up

sunday said it best for in the end
if we go down then we will go down with our friends
imagine if we had chose never to leave home

forget regret and move