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Salamander

Arena

Contagion

As the fire calls us by name
Burn, like a moth to the flame

Blue fire, spreading across
From the farthest shore
The final cost
Go back to the other place

the score
The problem is you are ignored by the thing you call your lord

Blinding truth
Silence dedicated to a name without a grave
Gospel says that you are

that means
It’s where you call on your neighbors by their first name
Yes ma’am, no sir, it’s a shame people think that’s strange
Hike on up to Tablerock

the fans will call you fake 
So you stay in your ways 
Might as well just be wrapped up in chains
Might as well just be locked in a cage 
Might as well just

with these rainy day crossroad blues
Got those woods on my left, city on my right, don't wanna sleep alone tonight again
Hole in my coat, hole in my

don't like the heat, don't speak my name. 
Burn and lynch, on my enemies i do this. 

Verse 1:

I tend to use metafores, to ghettoblast your seperate

away

I wish that you would stay the same
like when the storm or sunshine came
red and blue remain
you still call me by your name

Running by your side

I'll follow you around the world to the hole that you call home
And when you get there don't forget to call my name
Chasing stars that were lost

They call me Nike, by the way

I keep the game in check
If you walk up on me
Better speak with some respect
Cause I'll never hesitate

To put one through

Jacko

Magellan

Test of Wills

him-
Jack-jacko-call him-hey-call him-hey-
Just call him jacko].

Back in the deep wood a line in the sand
By an old oak tree - you will make your stand

up the cuddle and change the taste
 
I change your fade it will get messy in city
Almost broke my thumb tryna fit the actress in the glizzy
On my

happy
Cott on my fun
Well i done
Why all run
Call on my phone
Let me leave me alone
Or you will to bone
Don't come close
Fuck the hoes
Cocaine in the nose

to my brothers & sisters, going through it all
I can feel your pain, I can hear your call
Walkin' through the fire, but remember, your not alone
Together,

number, that shit crazy, oh, you buggin
Yeah, she buggin', yeah, I still take my heart and my soul
Dug that in a hole, call it hella cold

Missed it by

Psychic to the Stars

Cledus T. Judd

Did I Shave My Back for This?

1998

I was staring a hole through CMT
Watchin' everybody else who'd been waitin' for me
I thought by now I'd been a household name
After all I had, if

Kafka-esque, his holy nest, stop the press
That Cobalt blue, reminiscent of Makkaresh
Lord, we got Padma Lakshmi for you
Let her massage your back with black

the dice
So thirsty for the prize

If I call you 13 times, by a candlelit mirror
Will you come to me?
Will I summon you like a spirit ?
If I call you 13

the dice
So thirsty for the prize

If I call you 13 times, by a candlelit mirror
Will you come to me?
Will I summon you like a spirit ?
If I call you 13

the dice
So thirsty for the prize

If I call you 13 times, by a candlelit mirror
Will you come to me?
Will I summon you like a spirit ?
If I call you 13

the dice 
So thirsty for the prize 

If I call you 13 times, by a candlelit mirror 
Will you come to me? 
Will I summon you like a spirit ? 
If I call you 13

Wanna be a baller, shot caller
Twenty-inch blades on the Impala
Call her, gettin' laid tonight
Swisha rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike
I hit

Wanna Be a Baller

Lil' Will

Sittin' Fat Down South [Clean]

1998

Wanna be a baller, shot caller
Twenty-inch blades on the Impala
Call her, gettin' laid tonight
Swisha rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike
I hit

forgotten a girl’s name, press 2
For all of the above, press 3
Remember last week
You was looking at me
Hands on your cheeks
We sat slouched in the seats

for real)

Fumbled Katie Cooper you're a loser
I'm talking shit on your name I might start a rumor
cndre's fat he's a consumer
clways blurting out