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baby, it's funny how you make feel when I'm standin' here in front of you
Must be this lady made to make my day, guess I've really got nothing more to say

need
Your steps through my door
Won't tell me indeed
Out on the porch I see
The path you take is fading
In front of me

It's not what it should be

tonight
In suburbia
You can't hide, run with the dogs tonight
In suburbia

It's on the front page of the papers
This is their hour of need
Where's

(Chorus)
She's infinity rising, she catches your eye
And there's just no denying that she's one of a kind
She walks in like a headline, she's always front

Matthieu, chapitre 7, verset 17
J'y pense sur les hauteurs de Gizeh (Ouais)
Le front est posé sur le plateau (Ouais)
Ne vous en déplaise, mais mon Seigneur

breakfast
And then I should never leave the front seat of your car
You are important, so of course it maddens me
When you're nonchalant about your own

lately the lamps have faded
they're not interested in the cold front
that's related
and each word is spoken
it's precise and unbroken
amiss the small

réveiller", parce que si on y arrive,
Si on y arrive à faire front avec nos différences, sous une seule bannière,
Comme un seul peuple, comme un seul homme, ils

ils sont couverts :
La r?pression c'est : " pense comme eux ou t'as le front ouvert ! ".
Et on les voit bouger dans l'sens qu'on n'aime pas.
Et comme

caressant ma joue
Avant qu'elle n'accepte le gage de revenir à la raison
Que je dissipe les nuages d'un baiser posé sur son front

Quand je sens dans ses yeux

pas la femelle
ohé ohé coursiers des déesses
allez le dire à ceux de Mycènes

Entends dompteur de cavale
génisse au large front
allez viens au coutelas

prends mon vélo par les cornes, j'vais donner quelques tours de roue
Le ciel est bas, le matin morne

Dans cette lumière d'aquarium, le front appuyé sur la

t'entend plus!
Le sons le frise le front
Et je suis confu!!

Tu me parle de moi!
Tu me parle de toi!
Et me jete l'encre dessus
Mes dents sont pleine de sang

joke, Murray
Murray 

It looks like they're forming a crowd
Like eighty-five at the most
Still, front page of the Post
Ma, I think it's Maury Povich

On a Lazy Susan
That is where I lie
She makes lazy Sundays
Seem alright through muddy eyes
The front door is open
I watch it gently bang
But this is

touch
of the reality I was facing when I was growing up.

If you front, you can go fuck yourself in the back
All those beats, all those rhymes just kept

appearances in niggaz nightmares
Hear the word, peep the flow, check the cadence
What you heard is a pro, I'm so amazin'
Don't front girl you know it's your

at all
watch you dream
oceans I have seen
no life could live and sweep me from your side
I watched you drown
I am if I own
washed down water front home

Just give me some peace

Gonna learn to see what?s in front of me

I wanna give, I wanna give not take

Everything seems so fake



Maybe it?s just too

Programmed to follow these dummies
To the suburbs to the slum streets
Pull us over soon as they see blacks in the front seat
So I'ma run streets, fuck freaks

greed, to put it all on the front page

I imagined holding ground
It wasn't the first sound
I imagined papercuts
No more gain to write

stone!
Not your stepping stone!

When I first met you girl you didn't have no shoes,
But now you're walking round like front page news,
You've been awful

nightmare
Talking behind your back
To punish those, whoever stands in front of him

Follow me
Down to the river
Follow me
To the shore
Follow me
I am your

A set up devised,
Pushed me along,
Expect at a notice,
The imagery strong,
Given the time to run,
I will eventually end up in front,
Waving us on...