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to pieces
If you’re not with me no
Come set me free now
Falling to pieces
If you’re not with me no no

Ya la ya la la habibi
Ya la ya la la
Ya la ya la la

Surrounded and circled by the horde
Your body will suffice, they will take it by force
Nowhere left to run, they close in on you
Nowhere to look,

Um, thanks everybody for coming out tonight.
Um, lukas pierce on the bass. thanks lukas.

The magistrate's war worn suits
And I froze courtside

Bound by contract to the Chinese
Dealing with the Holy Grail
Life's a piece of shit - you self, did
fizzle out like a damp squib

You are entering

want is my peace my peace
Want is my peace my peace

As I dae my lane
All I want is my peace my peace
Give me by piece by piece

Cut to the chase

Senegal

Akon

Trouble

2004

Yo, in case you ain't know
I go by the name of Akon and I'm from
(Africa, Africa)
Home of the Goree Islands

I'm from Senegal, West-side
(Africa,

on the street's
Don't fuck with me
Can't run from me

I won't let it get by by
Got the smoke on my side side
Leave it all behind die
See the hate in my eye's eye's

the broken pieces
You make the masterpieces
For you are never defeated
In you we are completed
By grace I have been saved
Through faith in Jesus Christ
Your

I've got questions I haven't asked
Maybe I'm too scared to know my task
I'm too scared to bite the dust
At last
And you can lead me by your hand
You can

tore me apart you will have the pieces of me heart
Please don't go far cause I still need the pieces
I'm in pieces, I'm in pieces
But I can find peace up

Piece by piece
Echoes in a mirror
I saw your face
Reflected in a river
Time went by
You never really left me
By my side
Your lazy shadow lingers by

When I saw you for the first time
Days were running by
We were spinning high
I was lost in every message
Collecting all your different pieces

Yellow Brick Road

Eminem

Encore

2004

house, fuckin' pieces of shit
Get the fuck out of my house, you stupid fucker
You son of a bitch

I've got questions I haven't asked
Maybe I'm too scared to know my task 
I'm too scared to bite the dust
At last
And you can lead me by your hand
You can

believe what I said that
Baby you just got me to say and
You was In my dream now we at it in person
And you babe
Baby you just pierce with your love
That's

Carry on Tradition

Nas

Hip Hop Is Dead

big money shit
Now everybody tryin' to get rich
Now get rich niggas, fuck it

Some rap pioneers, be them crackheads
When they speak, you see

Little Broken Hearts

Music: Lucas Bramucci & Lyrics: Carla Vallet

- Intro.-

You came into my home seeking shelter
from a world too confused by

every last piece of him you can
But why oh God do you hate this man?
Why do you make him pierce his own heart with dreams of his own nightmares not

One Shot 2 Shot

Eminem

Encore

2004

around and forget my TEC
I don't see nobody, but Fatt Father and Hex

(Kuniva, you hurt?) These niggas is trippin'
(Where's Bizarre at?) (I don't know,

I Will Survive

Gloria Gaynor

New Years Eve Party: 60 Classic Tracks

2012

At first I was afraid, I was petrified
Kept thinking I could never live without you by my side
But then I spent so many nights thinking how you did

but the speeches
Nothing will breathe or grow again when we get buried in the snow
And you’ll see the sky painted red, tainted by all the blood shed

of the streets
It takes me back to the only home I've had
And every single drop it makes it strong
I just want you to switch it off
Maybe it's time to let it go by

to pieces
If you’re not with me no
Come set me free now
Falling to pieces
If you’re not with me no no

Ya la ya la la habibi
Ya la ya la la
Ya la ya la la

a rotten flower
Bitter and broken, torn to pieces by the ones you love
And they have no idea how they make you feel
An extrovert can't have introvert friends