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tonight
And I'll wait and wait for your love by your side

By your side, oh my heart is burning 
By your side
By your side, oh my heart is burning 
By your

can't find myself, I can't find myself tonight
And I'll wait and wait for your love by your side

You just keep me hanging
Keep me hanging
Keep me

step by step we get closer
love is like a non' stop
bullet train all the time
day by day you will discover
step by step we get closer
love is like a non'

the sky like Vietnam
My confidence shared by all conglomerates
Everyone in my circle is dominant
We live prominent, your world we bombin it
Stuck in

a thread

Fleeing bullets to the head

The noose bound and tied

Choose the love or the lie

    
Lifer doing time

Your life is mine

From birth 'till

Bitch I'm causing all the carnage
God I'm feeling nauseous
Niggas calling all shots
Bullets I be dodging
Like a Shinigami take yo soul got no option

phone
By the way that she giving me TOP
This not Destroying, I'm good with that rock
Member Tisakorean- my crew love da "Mop"
Tiktok witches get you, put

all black
All chrome, black-owned
Black tints, matte black
Walked by, my window down, let 'em see who in it
Crack a big smile (ding)
Go figure, me

the bullets fly for love and liberty,
fighting the war inside of me
My heart has taken sides a battle to believe, the angel armies carry me

Yeah... Sick

COMPOSED IN THE YEAR  1833 BY WILLIAM SANDYS

sticks in the house, it's a gun show (brr, brr)
Bullets get him wet like a motherfuckin' poncho (brr, brr)
I don't think none of y'all niggas want gun

Your mouth is a revolver firing
Bullets in the sky
Your love is like a soldier
Loyal till you die
And I've been looking at the
Stars for a long, long

Uh, U.N.I.T.Y., U.N.I.T.Y. that's a unity
   U.N.I.T.Y., love a black man from infinity to infinity
			                   (Who you calling a bitch?)

Haunted by my memory
Did you think that you could trust me?


9 bullets to my left side
After I told you how I felt tonight
Chained to the daydream
With

Tenderness
Lyrics by Eric W. Smith (ASCAP) Music by William Green (BMI)





Verse
Come here, baby
You don’t have to hurt to love me
It’s not about

I don't love you back
I never will
Diesel fumes and time to kill
Hands brush and we look away
Knees touch on a southbound train

And it's not like

Free Lyrics by Eddy Kenzo ft. Justin Michael Williams

Intro:
Whose got the beat? 
Do you got the beat? 
And it goes… 

Join me comela we dance 
Join

Dead People

The Game

Money Mafia Music, Vol. 2

2013

fucking ugly.
I fuckin' love it.
Took this nigga by his throat and fuckin' cut it and thought nothin' of it.
It's simple insanity.
Just a murderous

of crime (life of crime)
Money and musclin'
Never workin' a 9 to 5 (9 to 5)
Rubber bullets and tear gas here come the task (task)
Lookin' for yayo in my

something?
Or may be nothing, nothing

Blood stains on the camouflage jacket
And love pained hands on the fully automatic
She looks into the eyes of her

Plissken
Y'all got the wrong tape by mistake
Listen to it hissin'
Crack the safe, his cake's missin'
Backs to break to take
Risk and make imprisoned
Fake

niggas to street life
Die by bullets don’t feel right
Love the smoke how the heat rises
Give and go like I’m Eli
Want ice on my pinky want off white
I drop

purgin', we hop out Suburbans 
Like Kyrie Irving by the way I'ma spin back
I feel like a waiter, these bullets I'm servin'
I pull that bitch out then I

industry niggas shut the fuck up
Swear you know a nigga's shit by readin the Vibe
Well some faggit-ass reporter don, wrote in your life
I stop