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the gurgling brooks, soaring mountains that make music in the landscape, he lives and thrives. When the wild grasses begin to shoot its gentle sprays to sun,
bands from that last play
I'ma need it on my line by this ash tray
Before the J go n' , hit this ass tray
If we bout to roll another, never last place
I'm
you try and drown them
So throw that self-righteous self-pity overboard
You greet the dawn with such nonchalance
As if you've seen it all
As if
Andy, let's make this a good one
No more fucking around
Let's give em a reason to turn this record up loud
Cause I'm tired of listening to music
It
to face the music alone
In my big fuckin' mental head
Everybody's changing, and blooming, and moving on
Finale of a season that's weakened and overrun
the beginning
you always shine
all this sky
all this music
floating by
one day it will be
the last time
you won't get it again
Till You lose your way
Till
money...blast da bass, get busy G
Pump it up, pump it up, never let the music stop
Desinated to the top let yer freak out
Give it one time and da Gz will shine
And the music it got louder
Till the ground began to quake
As I threw the door open
I knew it had been too long
Since I had seen all my old friends
And joined
the results of slavery and poverty
You had the drugs and guns to equal to P
Watch how every time the drama
Pop off I'm on top
The niggas try that wit' me
services of their business
Playing the music loud cause it's dope, smoker session
And to my haters that secretly love me I get it
Ones who talk me down but
Hi it's life
Just coming to check up
You know, they say music is the best medicine
However, in this case it is most certainly the cause of illness
before this music ting
I was up South puttin' pebbles on lines
Now I'm streamin' my shit worldwide
It goes down when it's demon time
Benz got hit with
of the effort niggas put toward talkin' shit
Could go further in their music 'cause isn't this all it is
Every day some new lil' dick, typing away, taking
pumping
So I ride into the music biz abyss
There's no hiding, I ride along the precipice
Is showbiz eating me? What's in the recipe?
Is it the death of me?
zone
I don't wanna rush this girl can we take it slow
I can tell by the way you moving
Don't care if they watching you love the music
you make me go
the motive
See I'm influenced by the sounds of the music
And what it's doin' is a nuisance
To the thousands of students
So I'm steppin' up to the plate to
Be
HIGH N DRY
(Words and Music by Age Sten Nilsen)
You left me cold
But Baby now you're back
For a piece of the pudding
Like a kittie cat
But your claws
you can't afford three
Badman for them? That's fine, not me
And man brought waps, no ice on me
I done gripsed man's shirt and slammed man
Like it
[Music: Mindner, Rohner; Lyrics: Klauke]
[Verse 1:]
Cracked by the storm
The waves and the sea
The ship sinks down on the ground
Filled up with oil
It came upon the midnight clear
That glorious song of old
From angels bending near the earth
To touch their harps of gold
Peace on the earth,
Growin' up you don't see the writing on the wall.
Passin' by, movin' straight ahead you knew it all.
But maybe sometime if you feel the pain,
Words & Music by
Ed Bruce and Jim McBride
He could never pay her back
For all she's done for him
She never asked for more
Than what he could afford
the wind blows by
You live and it hurts you, you give up you die
Oh, let me rest in the place of light
Fugitives in the time before the dawn
Backed up
sayings called like 52s and "fair ones"
Ya'll just got it all you ain't have to kill, huh
9's Calibers, for bullshit you air huh
And your music make us
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