Lyrics:
remember me
As fondly as I do you
Cherishing our late-night talks
Beneath the tranquil moon
Oh, I thank you
My dear friend
For the joy and warmth you
could feel as I did at the start But that's over now, I must obey the march
That's over now, all ghosts obey the march
Thanks for watching
Ain't no question 'bout this paper
My mind is on a different angle
Wish I could cop that coupe for all my good niggas
I thank you, good riddance,
I have cried
But I thank God above
For sendin' his love
Through people like you I call friends
And it's so good to know
That wherever we go
Some of us
marks by the linen cupboard on the shiny part of the floor
Deep breaths within the empty room where I slept each night before
A dark mark upon the counter
Morgul.
Nazgul, hunters of the night, damned to search for the One,
even death cannot take this heritage from me.
I still roam the mighty forest
best forget the rest one night stand original traveling man
I've traveled down to Nashville just a looking for a song
I've traveled down to Mexico
the coward killing the might.
In the dusk
I will be waiting
For the light to burn again
In the mist of nightfall fading
Surrounded by doves and by crows
It’s
Thank you! The King! Something by the King!
Well you know the King! Checkmate honey
Beat ya at your own damn game
No dice honey, I'm livin' on the astral
never been a scammer
All this traffic, neighbors probably scared
Late nights trappin' by the stairs, yeah
I was saved by the scale, yeah
I was saved
Where i'm from
Niggas say whatupdoe
Trying to get up on a hoe for a busto
At the gas station where they serve custos
So they sprinkle little crumbs
giving you opinions
While they turn you over to their minions
Just for these
Guarantees
We should please
Thank the Lord!
It's a hit!
It's a hit!
That they leave on their hooks
She's in a crowded ocean and they bring her to the surface
To reopen all her scabs
Thank you for your service
On the hunt
days he gives us and lights up our lives. (ohh)
We must be sure that we to give thanks to him, (be thankful)
for those chilly nights he holds us,
Darden, fuck Marsha Clark.
Taking us, when we're in the spotlight, for a joke.
Changing by the day, I see it's getting bigga in my square.
Looking
Yo man, hit me with one of those funky baselines
One baseline at a time
The sun takes a bow for a day well lit
Next act is night with
to the mic, all the fellas get hyped
Then I start to jam for the whole damn night
Right, the crowd is pleased, I can rock them with ease
It's seventy degrees
need quarters I brought, $10 bank rolls
Bags of quarters, I was insane
People thought that I worked there, and asked me for change
But I would get
on all night) We'd love to stay, but time is ticking on
(Wondering why) We'd like to thank you for your point of view
Air tight insight
Well, if you
and thank you baby
How sweet it is to be loved by you
How sweet it is to be loved by you
I close my eyes at night
And wonder what would I be without you
First thing in the morning Give thanks for the day Thanks for the day
Then we be working Work wea work fee we pay
No time for complaining Jah will
and damned, I got a fetish for the finer things
That's a quarter million on some tires that I'm driving in
Pull up the McLaren like that's just some shit
thank you, heavenly Father
For shining your light on me
It's been a long time
Since I had someone to love me
I owe my thanks to thee
They never
started flowin' as they reached for my hand
I said, "Thank you for bringin' me to the Promised Land
But now I must go, say goodbye to everybody
Tonight
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