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Huh huh huh huh hoo huh yeah
You've been avoiding me
Like a cat trying to dodge a dog
I never see ya shine
You're as cold
done right
As I lay there with her by my side
T hen she took hold of my hand
As she looked up at me
And said now I must tell you good-bye
By giving me all you've got
Your love has captured me
Over and over again
I'll try to tell myself that we
Could never be more than friends
And a telephone call too
Yeah, I think you're starting to get dirty now over there, boy
They gon' have a meeting at the Lodge Hall, you wanna come by later on?
here to there.
There's the Burren and the Cliffs of Moher,
And the Tulla and the Kilfenora,
Miko Russell, Doctor Bill,
Willy Clancy and Noel Hill.
probably got you baffled more
What this thing here is for
It's nothing
It's something I learned over in England
talk, dog, never indirectly!
I'm blunt, you got weed, chumps?
I do about 45 over speed bumps
So when you tryna roll, your weed on the flo'
(Gimme me
just like him
Lord it's so lonely here hmm yeah
Yeah, pass me that bottle over there
Yeah yeah okay, there, you're finished
Is hanging above your head
It seems everything's done that must be done
From over here, though things don't seem fair
But there are things that we
some dogs, we just some dogs
[Method Man]
By any means necessary, it's on
Bitch, your fucking with a dog, all I wanna do is bury some bones
Take
With a voice, telling you the bullet's direction
I'm talking murder, but that's another section
I need to explain by keeping my composure
There's no
All year, all year
All year, blood, it's poppin' over here
All year, cuz', it's crackin' over here
All year, up at midnight
Countin' every dollar
like I took off.
And when I ride by, it's like I fly by.
You like a slow motion.
All in 3-D.
'cause everywhere I go, they by like "there he go"
And a telephone call too
Yeah, I think you're starting to get dirty now over there, boy
They gon' have a meeting at the Lodge Hall, you wanna come by later on?
like I took off.
And when I ride by, it's like I fly by.
You like a slow motion.
All in 3-D.
'cause everywhere I go, they by like "there he go"
want to
And all I want
Is to know you're near
You're all I need here
I believe in starting over
I can see that your heart is true
I believe in
probably got you baffled more
What this thing here is for
It's nothing
It's something I learned over in England
to be, there's really no point in you biting me
I'm glad to see that it's easy for me to be an MC
Let me tell you a little story
Like my dog Bobby, he
bitches over here, and niggas over there
the atmosphere so square, people so scared
to get up off the wall, and get up off they ass
to walk up on a broad,
Boys ??? ???Paul Revere???
- ???Now here???s a little story I got to tell/About three bad brothers you know so well/It started way back in history/With
great big expensive
Orchestra waiting for over there?
Oh, boy, I'm sure glad they don't belong to
Alvin, Alvin, say something, Alvin
(Everybody ready
here
In my arms (in my arms)
Well. there must be some way
I can lose these lonesome blues
(Lonesome blues)
Forget about the past and
Find
a track to glory with the good Lord on her side
All aboard America here comes the freedom train
There's much more to this story like Wilson
there's a land that's bright and fair
Where the doughnuts grow on bushes and there's lots of cookies there
Where the dogs and cats are happy and the sun
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