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She's immaterial now
Just one with the crowd
One hundred little ghosts
Passed around by her folks
Well she's a melody now
Stuck in our heads
And it

that it's wine

Eric Koston feeds the cat
Mike Carroll counts down from a hundred
Daewon Song half-cabs the twelve
Gnarbucket Karl just got home and he's

from the hundreds of eyes
I tried to give you my all
I tried to sing you an undying song
Then I was lost in you
The music turned untrue
The words all

100 days from the last we text each other
Day by day never be same
Hard to believe but it there
Not be same never be same

Pick my phone look at our

GRANDMA,MY TRUE LOVE
THE JOY ON HER FACE,PEACE FOR MY SOUL
REST IN PARADISE MAMA I REALLY MISS YOU
ON MY LAST PROJECT MADE A SPECIAL SONG FOR YOU PRODUCED BY 1

Well hi don’t know if you heard no features No bad songs  by Lano Roy this man is dripping with success for a person to have that many hits  in

For da city
Workin' that O.T
This for the grammy
This is for LMT
This For da city

All i wanted was a hundred Million dollars
They crossed over just

Ha, they like, "How long he gon' keep doin' this shit independent?" (No way)
Huh, I got two hundred songs in my vault and most of 'em stayin'

The Long Way

The Bottle Rockets

Lean Forward

2009

sleep

Been a mile high
For nearly a week
But it'll wear off
Under twelve hundred feet
Coming down soon
Traveling I-35
Playing songs and
Glad

Songbird

Chris de Burgh

The Road to Freedom

2004

hundreds around me,
Enchanted by her song,
But as the day is done, and the darkness is falling,
The songbird sings no more;

And now she flies over

'm a different kinda rapper
Brain like a mind mapper
Call me verbal attacker
Seep thoughts into yo head one
By one getting faster
Chump change in the game grind

is business and friends are friends
never mix the two and if you do their bound to end
its sour notes for sour songs
and about the hope but i hope for

Sleeping Princess of the Arges

Ancient

Mad Grandiose Bloodfiends

1997

ears they whisper, a sullen song of melancholy

Five hundred years have passed since the flowers blossomed
Green meadows now benighted and shadows

Good Life

E.S.G.

City Under Siege

2000

celebrating all night
Do a song one day, while two gray fog lights
Top dollar rottweiler, fighting pits no poodles
Millionaires still eating, Chimmy Chang's

Sing your song, sing it loud, and sing it in your own voice in your own way!
 Sing it from the space you hold right now! 

 ""Audio clip of Oprah

He’s brushing us a song in sage and sand
Flowing through his wrist
He feels the river’s turning in his hand

I asked the painter what he sees when he’s

a letter to the boy

The boy was lying in bed one morning
When the letter arrived
He heard the postman, and he hoped it might be
One of the songs he'd sent

It's Hokatiwi

Glock by me 24 7, I don't do no boxing
Every pair of buffies straight from Hutch
We ain't shopping
You ain't thinking with that

mistakes
I’m committed

Hundreds spread over the pavement
On the path I chose
Can’t spend life inside a basement
But one day, I’ll come home

Do this for

could be destined yeah
Why they talking and got no heart
Smoking up getting sloppy toppy watching Ozark
Lotta songs deal in advance got a head start
Car I

mic said bless this party
Can't resist, play my song I gotta
Perform
Now I'm swarmed by so many 
Asses, they lovin touchin
Grabbin screamin Louie

You

sticks no we don’t like to post
And you know we wit the shits don’t take us for no joke
And you know that I am IT so what you smiling fo?
Aye I go by

come back to me
Nine branded marks on my brain
Hundred times I saw them in dreams
I spent too much time without them

I did not see their death, their

emulate my songs
Fuck a hundred racks I'm tryna stash a milli in the ceiling
Niggas really junkies putting perkys in they penicillin
My lil nigga glitchin