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Milk is the color of her skin 
Blue is the shape my heart's in 
She's so pretty pale and thin
But her love I never could win
I'd like to serenade her

on it
You know I, flowed on it
Hate on the, snakes on it
But bought you, snake on it
Won't you, take on it
Won't you take on it
Grab me by the hand

a mess
sex is a mess
sex is a mess

a fully armed battleship sails out to sea
flag waving proudly in the wind
but it goes down with all hands
torpedoed by

view
And it's like it's painted by the hand of God, a thousand shades of blue
We got a crayon Mona Lisa hanging crooked on the fridge
Yeah, I swear I

Calling me into the army just like Uncle Sam
But I could see forgiveness in his blue-eyed sacred stare
So I gave my tender heart and mind to
Jesus with

The Moses Twist

Bliss N Eso

Running on Air

2010

the shepherd of these letters
Watch them dance with my essence
Waitin this in space with a hand clutching heaven
So answer the question do you like to get

Help Somebody

Van Zant

Get Right with the Man

2005

with your own two hands
He was backwoods, backwards, used words like: 
no sir, yes ma'am, by god, be darned, hell yeah I'm American..
and all

can't get along when we combine
'Cause look nigga, I don't talk, I speak, I shine
But every time I call they'll put me on speaker 
Just to show

behind
Never gravy at the bank but I pulled up in a tank
Get off my tip, ain’t a blue flick
PHI don’t respond if it ain’t no chips
I don’t preach violence

Every time I come around you
It's like my mind becomes sound proof
Don't hear nobody but you
I'm enjoying the sound of you
It's just something about

and babe I wish you were mine
But the moment's just seeming to slip on by
I wish I could stop it, put a hold on time
And tell you everything that I feel

When I'm not rhyming or fuckin I'm lookin for trees
They're giving hand jobs by the blood bank for a nickel a piece
I bring the jams like Siberia

understand a word that he said

They had a legless harmonica player

With his pillow and his bottle and his saucepan in hand

He would grin at the confident

we're in 1985
Oh, woah, oh
Pretend we're in 1985
He wears a gold chain
Got his hand on my waist
And the other on the wheel
Street lights passing by
No one

to love me until theres no scar left.

I still wear your sweater just in case you call and maybe want it back
Every morning I walk by and see your t-shirt

Something New
(written by: Fox Sinclair, Jack Rayner, & David Terry)

Verse 1
Come a little closer, wanna get to know ya
You can put your hands up

i'm M A D with a bill grim
Get a clock cus my hand gon load it up, ching em down like a Krillin
Msav devilish duo M.49 do drill on time
All day chasing

I'm a hustla, I'm a I'm a hustla homie
'97 had a brick by the muffler crony
Wholesale to my select
Preferred customers only
The white horse cooked

as a pig would attack
One little black when he ain't strapped
And his hands is cuffed behind his back
Fact that I riddle a rap
That is so lyrical that

pocket, just take them all
Knew I was hoppin' in, came by stoppin' it
Y'all take the blame, playin' games while you sobbin' it
Gunnin' for the fame, know my

The wealth, the name the lights, the fame
Were everything to me and then one night
Out of the blue i heard His name (Jesus)
And so I took that step of faith

Lil bitch just hit the jewelry
Store and dropped a forty-one
We really gettin' paid will, tell 'em some'
I'm in Cali right now G, I'ma mail you some'

dance slow under his feeble hand
With his emotions unmangled, he began to weep
Dripping from his blue eyes the questions.
Why have I become a man crippled

On Eileen' is playing as you make your way over
You give me a hug and a smile
Say 'it's been such a while', but your hand is holding hers
You've been seeing