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it
I can tell by the way
You lookin' at me girl
I wanna make love in this club (Ey!)
In this club (Ey!)
In this club (Ey!)
In this club (Ey!)
I

vibe
And enjoy the ride
Yeah she wanna kill me tonight like baby without you here with me I'm already dead
Yeah she wanna feel me tonight I open up for

a few 
Other people, and we stood by the abyss that was the city lights 
I was standing next to this girl that I liked 
Nod to MC Miller, damn it felt so

It's ill what comes back around if you hold on
I know I haven't been looking up this whole time
For all I know hope might have hit me up but my shit

me
Nah... but these devils never get tired of me
They told me that we fam, they will never ever get bored of me
We're linked by dna, we are blood, they

the vicinity around me, cuz All of you motherfuckers sit here and
Doubt me
Why don't you drown me and show some Respect
Nah, bro, I'm gon' breathe down your neck

Uh, the city is fucked up
But I lucked up, I got out the bitch 'fore I'm cuffed up, playing duck-duck
It's a goose chase tryna win here, and of that

my heart
Not everyone can go where God says you are
He says that He'll meet you right where you are
Here no He's never far
All you gotta do is open

gotta get the fuck outta here,
And if this wasn't enough of a disaster,
Libyans on my tail I'm goin faster and faster,
Happened to be plutonium in

been praying and seeking
And finding your love (Hey)
I feel so free
Prodigal son who can't do it alone (Hey)
Lord here with me (yeah)
I been set free

I notice my fingers start to tremble
I feel butterflies that meet
With knees that are much to weak for standing
And lungs that can barely breath

Oh

bro
Stop puttin' that shit on Pete
We don't share locations
She just tell me where to meet

We just FOX 5 niggas
Leave 'em in the street
Ayy, I can't

Stranger in Blue Suede Shoes

Kevin Ayers & the Whole World

Magnetic Gliding

1995

And I offered him one of my cigarettes.
He took it, afraid that he might appear rude,
Then proceeded to sell me some second class food.
Nice guy   meet

to the Army this shit can get slimey
So try me and I'll take it back to the county
I'm cursed by the haters and blessed with a bounty
There's blood on my hands

as the warning comes for me, conducting me by my arms and returning my dreamy spirit to the stairs crest.
I dare not look back.
Fear now barres me from

on me and convinced I'm the hardest
Carvin lines over heads, share a vision with barbers
The flow so pure, it could carry sins of the martyrs

A team

mommy
Next thing you know turn my back and you rob me
Thinking that I'm stupid lost my brain like a zombie
Fist crash in to your heart kamikaze
Leave you

teacher (Waelaleouh)
Leave me on the bleachers
I'm not tryna change my pants, I'm tryna flex up as I sit here 
With my girlfriend's picture
I super-boost

said nice to meet you like a fool and started walkin
Second guessin bout the questions used to make a good impression, but it wasn't by word she heard

and I too
We conclude for the best yes
First my head
Then my dreams
Girl get off my mind
And get on me
Sitting here lonely
Hoping that you want me
Trying

I'm the number one person I need
This is my dream, I don't mean to be greedy
I'm urging to meet the new version of me
It's my turn, I can't worry

hella rich people surrounded me
Ain't got a shit to share with them
But the fact we all here for the bag
I'm a dope boy in a highly placed context
I'm

his closet (uh)
Real calm, said he'd always feel harm
And all he want to do is meet
His real dad and real mom
All the nice home and clothes do is remind

The Ball

James Otto

Days of Our Lives/The Ball

2003

would've hung my jersey on the wall
If I hadn't dropped the ball

Me and Cindy Miller were supposed to meet after the game
I waited by the bleachers, but