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where we stayed last time we where hanging out you were acting kind of strange now it's the second time around I'm sorry, now it's me that feels this way
Shellshock avalanche Dialed out can't be reached No failsafe at close range Girls and boys Guns and noise Beat by beat Be the best that you can be
that's why I feel so strange Got it all, but I still won't change Maybe that's why I can't leave Detroit It's the motivation that keeps me going This
a strange magnetic pull Like a homing signal in your skull And you sail by the stars of the hemisphere Wondering how in the hell did you end up here?
A$AP, we the trillest You don't really want that Glock boy You don't really wanna feel them shots boy You a B boy, I'm a block boy, I'm a D boy, I'm
See the strange boy keeping to the shadows He's a very good friend of mine I've seen you running from the ladies Don't tell me you're not that
See the strange boy keeping to the shadows He's a very good friend of mine I've seen you running from the ladies Don't tell me you're not that
strange Somethin' was deep in my heart Somethin' I can't explain I think I'm fallin' in love with you, boy I'm needing you so much I'm cryin' just to feel
the boys finally made it through the wall And cleaned out the bank safe, it's said that they got off with quite a haul In the darkness by the riverbed they
roll the window down, feel like I'm gonna drown in this strange town Feel broken down, I feel broken down Do you need me, like I need you? Or am I
me by Mothers on the stoop Boys in souped-up coupes On this hot summer night Between fight and flight Is the blind man's sight
on Rice street Now that i'm leaving, i'm on go All of my lights are green This ain't no Boys 2 men This more like Jagged Edge It's a blessing you reach age
the roadside, (just relax, just relax) Don't you let those other boys fool you, Got to love that afro hair do. Maybe sometimes we feel afraid, but it's
Yeah, uh (shoo) When the door got closed, I ain't feel too bad I'ma run mine up, I'ma have some stashed Now you in a broad purse, boy you goin' out
the boys finally made it through the wall And cleaned out the bank safe, it's said that they got off with quite a haul In the darkness by the riverbed they
See the strange boy keeping to the shadows He's a very good friend of mine I've seen you running from the ladies Don't tell me you're not that
See the strange boy keeping to the shadows He's a very good friend of mine I've seen you running from the ladies Don't tell me you're not that
Put geronimo in jail down south Where he couldn't look A gift horse in the mouth Took old geronimo by storm Ripped off the feathers from his uniform
said, "Cool, you can keep her 'Long as you satisfy me" But as the weeks went by I, I started feeling strange Somethin' was deep in my heart
Crowd control for enlightened fools So come on boy let's change the pace Come, feel the chill of my embrace People say you've been around How about you
Oh Ah ha! Yo things was all fine when the sun was shining But when the rain came that's when the pain came Sittin' up in the Range She feels
Payday (measures and Breaks) By Credits (Boz Scaggs/David Faich) Hey you steppin' on my head Why you gotta throw rocks in my bed Mr. Shoeshine,
For your boy I'm watchin' Freaks and Geeks with the trampoline on the floor I'm tryna pop the McLaren with the vertical doors nigga Money,
(Just relax, just relax) Don't you let those other boys fool you Gotta love that Afro hairdo Maybe sometimes we feel afraid, but it's all right
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