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(Close your eyes like this live your lives like this)

Bang Bang this one hit a little too close to home 
You missed my heart by just an inch and somehow

prang, flo dan too nang
Drive by shooting in a transit bang, bang
Bang sounds of the gunning from my hand
It was all over and the fat lady sang
Here

Bang bang bang
Bang bang bang

Is it the way that you're movin'
The way that you're making my heart beat
Is it the sound of your voice
The way that

go

Young rich nigga keep a pole tucked (Doe, bang)
I'm icy than a fuck but I never froze up (nah, for real)
Hatin' in the club, mad they bitches

no form but in their hearts they murder me
All that squad ain't none done jack
So lower your voice when your refer to me
Who wants to be a walking

been off the chain
Prolific range, felt by hearts of many, so no, I can't be in vain
Lately I been feeling OD, I need a change
Be careful or be feral,

the same thing, thing, thing
I don't want you for no diamond ring

No diamond no diamond
No diamond

Got gold fingers in your touch
Sweet talk but I like

Ye ye ye ye ye ye
Shit, who your mans?
Contraband
I'm so Tony Stark, Ronda Rous
On the heart
I got big money on heart
Big, big money
Big, big, big

shit nigga
Bang
Bang
Gone throw that shit up
Reppin my shit to the Max
Ima big stepper my nigga you know that's a fact
You niggas ain't hard
You niggas

be, girl we won't stop
Rock with you shawty, I'll never get enough
Moving around the world, what's your favorite spot
With you, I'm in the right place

dance uh
Get to the cash i'm getting to the greens
Doing the dash just tell me what's the scene
Finna go big like my jeans
Finna go do that shit by any

bing bang
Ooo eee oo ah ah
Ting tang walla walla bang bang

I told the Witch Doctor I was in love with you
I told the Witch Doctor I was in love with you

west
Just to show you niggas how to big flex
My circle way out your range
Watch your step, you can never step in my lane
Compare me to you nigga we are

feel tremendous
Big head Jimmy Neutron
Fuck a bitch on a futon
Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved
Nigga this ain't Groupon
Do my dirt all by my

Thrive

Newsboys

Thrive

2002

All of my imagination
Even my self-preservation
Is yours in time

Music by Peter Furler / Lyrics by Peter Furler, Steve Taylor and Phil Joel
©©2002

and highs, can't stand it
Stab me in the back with big smile on ya face
Empty heart a echo chamber, hollow place
Lost up in her eyes, found in between ya

Them fairy tales you tell in your rounds
Will have a shell in the pound
Split your melon to the white
Meat with no melanin found
I could push your

3]
For big i grip the cig, put six in your wig
Not cause of what he said, cause of what he did
When i hear that pop quiz, that's the way i was raised

miss throw it back
Hold me down when im off grass
Mind is floating by
See you in another life

Running though dreams like a mother fucking omen
Thinking

smokin' what I'm smokin', this shit cost ninety-six hundred (my bad)
I'm in a old school with the bang in the back (big), and I swear to God, this bitch

Far Out

Tech N9ne

The Gates Mixed Plate

2010

They say I'm far out, I'm a giant in this large crowd
Get the fire with my heart out
I feel your hatred like the far south
See the truth is everybody

I want eighty on my wrist
I’ll let that shit shine like the Big Bang
Gang here got the clique
Oh yeah we get high and we sip drank
Wavy with the drip

Tell me what the world 
See in me 
Tell me what the world 
See in me oh oh
Tell me what your girl  
See in me 
Tell me what your girl  
See in me oh oh

from the cops
Mother fucker I got plays, making ways with the drop
I been moving weight, stay away from the opps
I'm a put you in your place if you try