Lyrics:
their master shuns,
And their master will strike back,
Unaware of the fact that the others that had stayed back
Had in numbers increased the pack,
Now
While the world lies in slumber
Oh the times without number
When I say to you
Do you love me
Just like I love you
Are you my life to be
That dream
didn't see (okay)
Strange numbers on the caller ID
I ain't trippin, let it go
Say nothing, do your thang
Not a problem, but what I don't know
Is
Introduce some plans, to the elementary game
We can be connected with a number and a name
Strange how women make you chase them for awhile
Then when you
a cumerbun
movin' like soul brother number one
Young Einstein breaks the sticks[Scratch: You got it]
And I could start with an EQ and good mic mix
'Cause it's
You don't have to call me, I've got your number
But you won't see me 'til you slumber
Think of us, a blackbird and a dove
Oh, let me be your
a dusty meetin last evening
Oh shit I think your moms beepin
Word that's her number no doubt, yo I'ma break out
First I get some Chinese takeout, then scope
we've got the might
To take whatever is in sight
Not even worried, it's an unfair fight
Well we've got a heart to tell us what's right
Our numbers
But I want to live free
And won't settle for this mediocrity
Waving your flag, we're number one
Society's got you under their thumb
Too ignorant too see
glances in their eyes.
Glowing numbers on their heads,
They're arrived, the living dead.
Drink the blood from my chalice.
Come to Hell, and my palace.
loud
Something isn't right
Footsteps echo down the hall, no one's there at all
Dial your number but your voice says "I'm not home"
Everything is
to disappear"
He said, I know what I'm doing, I know who I am
I'm the number one fan of the invisible man"
He's covered in sweat from his head to his toes
But
I Don't wanna know your name
And I Do want your private number baby
All I know is that to me
You look like you're lots of fun
Open up your
public enemy
A number one, son of a shotgun
So when I blasphamy, I bust a brain cell
Dead cells make me faint
But I can't faint no more I don't dream
down the Dixie Highway
Stars above the midnight blue
Coming now on the Dixie Highway
U.S. number one to get to you
Tampa Bay, Lauderdale, ride
Between Momma and Daddy pew number three
Where I put my life in two nail scarred hands
The day that I fell for one more perfect man
The men I have loved
don't want to work to hard and I ask you for a number
You say "hey, baby if I'm an angel maybe you should take my card"
Baby I got time for you but
Boys got plex, you best to take a fucking number
Might as well call the plumber, they bust they windpipes
Screaming here they come, when they saw them
take a number
Every piece here's got someplace to go
It's a round ball
And there is love
It's a rond ball
And there is love
There is love
to which she was
going)If you knew the number of the steps you would ever take, bitter I
wonder: would you run or cease to walk?
For her sake he lived -
coward and his pal out
Then afterwards went to the restroom, pissed Cristal out
Now I'm thinkin - which chick number I could dial out
Cause it's L,
start raining
Killing and maintaining be the key for this academy
Number one: never ever ever point a gat at me
FUCK if it's unloaded, threaten this
creepin'
I guess by now she know you cheatin'
She must of found my number cause she calling me
Couldn't talk cause her man was all in me
Told her call me
wedding
With they own weapons
Counterfessons
Ghetto lesson number one
Never try to go to war without your gun
Niggas get done
Since I quit fuckin' with
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