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hitting up my phone
Hi babe come on over
Fine Napa red in bed
Nobody lie you better
By morning I move on
Go all the time running you all through my mind

Lover of my soul you have my trust
Grace in a hour glass for the lost ones
My loved ones names get sent up above
Fail so many times but my story ain't

cheap we know that but my niggas they gon ride
Ain't no hide and seek everybody up that fye
You ain't really outside you be in by 9
Yeah, I'm with DB

on the calls while he chillin in prison
Money on his books what I gotta get him for Christmas
No visitations in a minute been on the road tryna get it
Gifts I

a point blank to a top five turned and copped the Rollie still can't read the time
Thought his new shit was a movement
Tried to cash in still missing

face,  real warm  bright like  the sun.  Put the keys in her hands, papers signed over by Mon. Write tracks that will have an impact on a life like

Moreton Bay

John Denver

Live at the Sydney Opera House

1999

One Sunday morning as I was walking
By Brisbane Waters I chance to stray
I heard a convict his fate bewailing
As on the sunny riverbank he lay

himself
Forgetting senses and what could emote him

Pictures of nasty wishes
Are reflecting his emptiness

Time changed its pattern and form
A gift was done

everyone around him, they making him lose his focus
Running out of options, I think that it's time you show us

What you made of, what, what, what you

coward nervously, inside of his cave
Drowning his pain in trophies, and glorified ways
He let vanity take his soul,

He was so empty, they thought he was

hot
Serving cats brekky, snap, crackle and pop
Then I had it all, just taken by the cops
Times taking long, just sitting in them cells
Constables

On Your Own

Blur

M.O.R. [UK #1]

1997

Holy man tiptoes his way across the Ganges
The sound of magic music in his ears
Videoed by a busload of tourists
Shiny shell suits on and drinking

Holy man tiptoes his way across the Ganges
The sound of magic music in his ears
Videoed by a busload of tourists
Shiny shell suits on and drinking

When I am lonely, when I am blue, when I am crying tears over you
I just get rolling, I just get by, sky chaser high, hi-hi-hi-high
Ten in

Moonlighting

Leo Sayer

The Very Best of Leo Sayer [Polygram]

1979

the only way 
It's frightening but it means they'll stay 
Together they're gonna make it together 

His blue Morris van is parked in an alley 
Just by

She just gettin' by
They say drugs numb the pain
So she gettin' high
She get around the wrong crowd but the next
Time he put his hands on her
She gonna

done
Joyfully a song was sung
April 30th, 1945
The end had come
The end was nigh
Russians in Berlin
The battle was won 
And not by one man
Not by a gun

shall perish, the worthy all shall see.

Souls in ruin deranged by faith. No afterlife for the ones that abound in hate.

This cannot be, his defiance

for the money maybe to purchase wagons
That’s by the way, i lost caleb
12 times shot in the chest by who? Jacob
Took it in by heart but really thought I

from his past
He fell head first bad in love
It's the call of karma's law
She hooked him up
Oh baby, not just 'round her finger
She's got him wrapped

a hater but his girlfriend Trynna have sex with me
Thought you were the one even thought about a wedding ring
Now I'm by my lonely and I'm on to better

to the pocket

I'm about to run his pockets, I'm about to plug his sockets
Been down by three, but I'ma score three
There's really no other option
And I'm

In the darkness of the womb
A precious life had begun
As the days went by reality took its toll
Struggling mother's addiction
Started to unfold

a message on the step
Gertcha, Lester Piggott, when he lost it by a neck
Gertcha, when me brother kicks the toes out of his shoes
Gertcha, when