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This song appears on four albums, and was first released on the Autograph Album, and has also been released on the Greatest Hits Vol 3, John Denver
No one, nobody
Cares about your band
Just lie to your face
Straight hardcore
Just understand
The expected truth
Not fun anymore
One by one
No one,
the shit designer wavy
Don't talk back, just give me face
I got nines on my waist
Hide them lines in the place
I don't care
I'm with Flacko, you
what their cards were by the way they held their eyes
So if you don't mind my sayin', I can see you're out of aces
For a taste of your whiskey, I'll
the son of your family affair
Baby breaks away and I've got my face in my hand
Genetics from my gun, trust me I don't care
[Tricky: ]
I don't need
Welcome to England, he said
Welcome to my world
It's not a question, if I care
Fight by your side and withstand
Anything but, but I forgot that you said
and learn
It's 4:03 and I can't sleep
Without you next to me I
Toss and turn like the sea
If I drown tonight, bring me
Back to life
Breathe your breath in me
conspire
As we dream by the fire
To face unafraid the plans that we've made
Walking in a winter wonderland.
In the meadow we can build a snowman
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm taking four strands of your hair
And a five dollar bill
Gonna put 'em in a letter
And drop 'em in the mail
Gonna send 'em
is)
We live in the city we live in the jungle
It's time to be drinking a thimble humble
Everything you ever see is never more than you and me
Give
One time for your mind
He with the homies, he with the homies
No squares in his circle, nobody phoney
He with the homies, he with the homies
We
a meal with no fork in it
Outfit, I ordered it and I'm the
Shit? Where your toilet at?
I hope you recorded that, Too short
I'm born to mack
Too dope, two
Keep, keep on your mean side (x4)
Get my name stitched on your lips so you won't get
Hitched
Sit tight, getting by
Got a room, got my 10-5
Say it
Roll down the windows
Don't shift in your seat
I don't care if the wind blows
I don't care about the heat
All those John Woo showdowns
Don't prepare
Midnight at the oasis
Send your camel to bed
Got shadows painting our faces
Traces of romance in our heads
Heaven's holding a half moon
we'll conspire
As we dream by the fire
To face unafraid
The plans that we've made
Walking in a winter wonderland
In the meadow we can build
your appetite is more than I knew
Sweetly, softly, I'm falling in love with you
Wish me, love, a wishing well, to kiss and tell
A wishing well
off with my red nail polish
Watch me in the swimming pool, bright blue ripples, you
Sitting sipping on your Black Cristal, oh yeah
Light of my
forced to choose
At the age of twenty-one, he's in Catch-22, all right!
He joined up for just three years, it seemed a small amount
But they didn't
and my body feels no shame
And I don't care tonight
If it burns too bright
'Cause, baby, that's why I came
All I need, all I need is your body heat
humble, talk to Jesus, and show the little man you care
It's kinda humorous
Because of your young ignorance
I ended up in internet jail
Taking up for my
tell the truth
Niggas on your side, they would ride for me too
Still wasting they time, tryna come for me too
I'm too busy, faded in Japan with
friends are full of tricks
How could you love something
That you just can't buy?
Own up to the truth girl
Your mother's gone on by
Your companion,
in
But she ain't waiting for him to rise to the occasion
He's like "Be patient, this a contact sport
So you can save your pep talk, give me that
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