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mistreat it
Passing by this school of hard knocks but still ain't achieving

I'm just waiting for that eighth period ringer...
(Rambling...)

Losing control but that's alright
Loose limbs and heavy eyes
With you I drop the disguise
How can I thank you for
This gift and so much more

Some kind

A night in jail didn't do me much good
What a waste of time
I got picked up for vagrancy
I didn't know that was a crime 

Someone in there was

and I use it in a right time
Primarily for myself-love, what I've got, is healing me up
When I fell down straight to the bottom nah-nah-nah
Thanks and get

cause the suicide of my best friend and bitch
I'm rotten to the core, I've told you twice before
But thank God for anxiety 'cause you don't want no war,

a lil sleepy it's late
Crept up in my ear and whispered thanks for the date
On my neck I felt a flick of her tongue, I know it's on now
I can take it over

a fight
Everything was such a fright
I'd be bawling out my eyes
Then you'd take me outside
And you'd make me feel alright
And if only for the night
It was

the way she looks
Yo I know we're sinners but thank the lord for the holy books
As salaam alaikum
I told her she looking boujee
Love the way that you keep

a strobe light
Like dancin' to my own drum 
Like it's my whole night
Whole life 
To celebrate my birthday
Thank god for this life
Hope i do this shit real

the waiter's attention by blinking in Morse code

Why are you blinking so much?
I've got something in my eye
Here, let me get it out
No thank you, I don't

instinct is strong
It's my burden, my sacrifice
I travel the night
A passenger in the corner of my eye
I'm ready to fight
Defending my honor, my mission

And listen to my tale in the soft candle light

Last night I’s awoken by the strangest cry
And I sensed a darkness in the corner of my eye

I tuned my gaze

Everybody ask for  Ai dance
Dance with me and my AIDAnce  

If my music leads the night
There won't be any wrong
Under the digital light

And I can easily

this shit is meant to be
Thanks for listening, I hope that y'all relating too
And y'all ain't bothered by a little truth

[Hook]
So hello
Yeah so hello

paralysis that I long for)

Get to the fountain of youth and give thanks 
When it's made of oil

Surround the room
And call me home
Just end this mess

For real, if we ain’t get money
Y’all better thank God that I ain’t rob y’all
Bet that street shit don’t faze ya
Bout to burry everybody that
Said they

and glentle figure
Covered all my sight

White as the moon
Quietly as a cold winter night

No longer wait
Tonight we'll celebrate
The victory for us

Randy the Musical

Action Bronson

Rare Chandeliers

You can find us in the garden like Spike on any night
Encrusted in some ice that look bluish in the light
Spanish on the mistress, Jewish

Running in the Family

Level 42

80's Favorites: Originals

2007

Our dad would send us to our room
He'd be the voice of doom
He said that we would thank him later
All day he was solid as a rock
But by eight o'clock

The Big Noise from Winnetka

Ray Bauduc

Finest Vintage Jazz (1917-1941)

1993

don't know shit about Euripides, 
But they know plenty about Trojans. 
Ladies and gentlemen, a rousing hand for the semi-classical 
Harlettes! Laides!

living in a move and feeling life Tarantino
Corleone, I'm trying to get my De Niro
Works some long nights and I don't need a cappuccino
All falls down when

and turkey pie
It kind of tasted like toxic pesticide
Now your laughing at my swollen eyes
Thanks for the surprise

Pick a fight
Every night
That's alright

café
Tourists on holiday
You saw the end dead ahead
In signs I misread
So thank you for last night
Memories that taste like
Cigarettes and Jameson
Coffee

with sun
So I'd like to take this time right now to thank you for what you've done
You and Lady Marmalade are everything I need
The two of you