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Like the whispers of the leaves
On a soft summer’s eve
I slipped right out the back 
And quietly took my leave
I’d been wrestling for a while
No way

to pass out
Is this the last round
I'm to the next
I'm just tryna hold you closer
And at the right time
I'm gonna have you over
And I ain't tryna be an ass

Ohh
Ohh
Ohh
I don't need a fire escape to
Tell me all the little things
You walk all over anyway
I can't believe it's happening
Again
I wanna go

words
They slipped out once before
We acted like we didn't notice
But we can't ignore it anymore
Because now it's all out
In the open
I was listening

Moved on real fast
Thought it over, it won't last
But watching you two pass
Fixing your hair and nervous laughs
Heat rising, flushed cheeks
Heart

Traffic Jam in Memory Lane

Puressence

Puressence

1996

Sometimes I just don't know where I'm going to,
Yeah, will you help me pass away my time,
And sometimes I just can't see any reason to,
I have never

what can I say

Verse 1 

Like em ratchets what can I say
Gotta bend it over know how the make it shake 
From the peach state 
With a hour glass shape

I wasn't feeling right
I hadn't eaten much at all
When my friends arrived
I couldn't help but be involved

We watched an hour pass
Then we went

anyway
That's how we'd start most every day
Something precious slipped away
This town has no café
Now where will the politicians go
To kiss the babies

hearts legislate the ghettos 
Decorative blue and red lights notify
The runners course the winds for shelter 
Beneath the laughable moon, tripping 
Over

on pavement prayers
Like roses in the Spring
And candles spill smoked and drowned
By blackberry champagne

Dark ride home, the taxi's here
Slipped in the snow

dear friendships over time
The journey  caring hearts shared
Form a matured wine
Now there's a

Sunset   	your day has passed away 
Peace ful	our

(Mac 10)

I-Stitch him deh yah now, now, now
Party shot and a nuh gyuh, gyuh, gyuh
Tell dem a morning now, now, now
Wen me find me island

A little house over by the riverside
The fire crackles if you pass it by
The pages turn when she finds time to dip the quill
But most of all this

on my mom
My producer be testing me we pass the baton
The collection on me had the runway at home
No Bc powder cause I wasn’t in Rome
Might not be for

pass my crown
I'm telling you it ain't over cuz it goes down when the bell sound
Gorilla I'm banging my chest
Fuck these niggas I'm just not impressed

just none lets get real today
Clyde stop playing and just pass me the dart
Thats like saying clyde go and burn your heart
Thats like saying clyde go

in the crypt, been asleep for a bit, just need a lift
Stuck in the deep end, it's over
Just tryna stay sober, Liquor, hittin' like a fuckin' bulldozer

night
Fuck it, we do drugs every night
Fuck it, we do drugs every night
Fuck it, we do drugs every night

We do drugs, roll it up
Pass the soda, where my

Don't Crush It [Hakan Lidbo Radio Edit]

Kool Keith

Sex Style

1997

momma shake it 
I got my beer, viewin' from the back rear 
Yo brother man, pass it right over here 

I got to ease off the stress, like a eight

her hole pass goldie after she told me that she!

Chorus:
Coming oooova-a (she coming over)
Coming ooooovaa
Coming oooova-a coming ooooooovaa
Coming

scratch or no stitch
Got a whole different mode, I can just flip the switch
Tried to take a whole mile, only gave em a inch
Cops pull me over, cant see

need the flavor
Damn I feel like Bruce Banner got Me Flipping over tables ima Monsta yeah

Tell me bout it
I woke up & it was choas in the City all

olikwoya over dose
Baino buli lukya mbagabila Single doze
Buza Norah bwaba nebimunhugunha eh
Akomba kumukitimbo yayuwa olugezi
Mama Jalia otafuudha bulezi