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me
Hennessy and for my niggas OG Killa, call it Jason Voorhees
Boy he's on his job, boy he sure be having the marks on they mark
Pretty bitches
Close to the edge, down by the river.
Down at the end, round by the corner.
Seasons will pass you by,
Now that it's all over and done,
Called to the seed,
gonna be friends
I can tell that we are gonna be friends
Walk with me, Suzy Lee
Through the park and by the tree
We will rest upon the ground
you let it out don't it girl
Know its easy to get caught up in the moment
When you say its cuz you mad then you take it all back
Then we fuck all
and where we gonna go
So fast the wind will blow dry your afro
Get out the fast lane, I said you're moving too slow
On your marks, get set, ready, go
What
a cabinet
I'm convinced that Vince is rippin' me off
I think it's his girdle that's tippin' me off
Well, Mike D's out back and he's growin' onions
I've got
send me down by the scarecrow
And they say hey boy
You better picking bluebirds all day long
It's about time you really got it on
And I know you brothers
the reflex does
Leaves me answered with a question mark
Oh, the reflex, what a game, he's hiding all the cards
The reflex is in charge of finding treasure
mark on my letter
You better get together
Ask some questions find out where I am
You've changed my life it's true
So why don't you believe me
Show
And rain will wash away my blood
This walk of death will bring survival
Out of the dark
Into the light
Leaving my mark
Free from the traitors gate
what you want and go
Take it all away
Why don't you (take what you want, take what you need)
Take what you need from me, yeah
(Take what you want)
And the waves are like mountains, boy, mark my words well
The storms of November are all that is fearful to me.
They say she's a woman, this ship that I serve
And something led the way though I could not see its face
And a voice from deep inside me screamed to get out of this place
Above my head, all was said
between Heaven and Hell
When the bad makes you feel just as good
A good one will love you for all that she's worth
A bad one will take you for more
A good
of all the voices calling out to me
I will choose to listen and believe the voice of truth
Oh what I would do to have
The kind of strength it takes
The gardeners will soon make the scene
'Cause it's Thursday
Soon they'll arrive on the scene
I pick up the paper
I'm spritzed by the sprinkler
Inside I
MacArthur's Park is melting in the dark
All the sweet, green icing flowing down
Someone left the cake out in the rain
I don't think that I can take it
'Cause it
you think it's doing to me?
You take your turn lashing out at me
I want you crying with your dirty ass in front of me
All of my hate cannot be
you think it's doing to me?
You take your turn lashing out at me
I want you crying with your dirty ass in front of me
All of my hate cannot be
before me
Though the end is near I'm not sorry
Catch my soul, it's willing to fly away
Mark my words, believe my soul lives on
Don't worry now that I
Listen to the engine, listen to the bell
As the last fire truck from hell
Goes rolling by, all good people are praying,
It's the last temptation
The last
for you in time
And out of all these things I've done
I think I love you better now
Don't hold me down
I think my braces are breaking
And it's
You give me just enough attention to keep my hopes too high
Wishful thoughts forget to mention when something's really not right
And I will block out
Who's the one to knock me over?
Who's the one to take me by surprise?
Who's the one who's out to get me?
Who will share my fantasy tonight?
It could
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