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motherfuckin' cappin'
I guess motherfuckers thought Seany was sweet

Like I can't turn him to a ghost from all the power I reach
Like why you think my name

She came a real long way working towards paradise
Working that nine to five, but never working on her mind
She's had it about up to here, yeah
Her

Lotus Flower

George Clinton

The Craft

2005

probably stressin' 
I didn't come to rhyme about 
Using a Smith and Wesson 
We test understanding 
Lessons 
That come from down and under 
Where sons

(...down, down, down, down)
I don't know what I've done at all
(but we can't dream in our beds anymore)
(By now you can tell how it goes)

Goodbye everybody

People in Planes

Clay Walker

She Won't Be Lonely Long

2010

in the back there looking hung over
Must be coming back from Mexico...or Vegas

People in planes, when it comes down to it
We're side by side

settle down here
By the beach and have a beer
Spin my head up in the clouds
Daydreaming as I
See the sun
Soaking us
And the waves
Crashing us
Feel the wind

And daily he went 'round softly speaking his story
To all kinds of men from all walks of life

And Vincent sat down with big politicians
This affair they

the ukuleles playing
Down by the sea
She's gone with the hula hula boys
And she don't care about me
She's gone with the hula hula boys
And she don't care about

the radio on
On The Square
A Mac DeMarco song
Takes me down in its lair
The synth knows where I'm from
It asks me what I want
We like it here

People who uhm,

I'm sorry for what I did, Please baby come home
And I'm gonna make it up to ya by the end of this song
And I been alone, since you been gone, baby

want now is to escape from the past

This house we built
Is no longer a home
It's just not the same
Livin' here all alone

The places we went
cnd

here, just a different view,
A song from the future, shared with you.

Don't be shy, don't be scared,
My fortune's a click away, I'm well-prepared,
For

song
'Cause you're not the one who needs a melody
I'm here to tell you I'm ready
To be loved by you
To be loved, to be loved, to be loved
To be loved by

we can
Physically, you was killed by the weapons of man
But where you at now, you lamp, laid and max now
Where Bravehearts put they rap down in

I sit here by myself
Writing you another song
Thinking maybe this time
If I write it right
You'll come back home
But I know that isn't true
Still, I

came from the mud down but the top from here be looking so dreamy
Imma make it for my family, and all of the world will wanna just be me

The path we

Party Goin' On

MC Lyte

Seven & Seven

1998

till we kick 'em all out
Strip poker, truth or dare
I swear it's about to get sticky up in here
Back back and forth and forth
>From New York to L.A

rocks below the grassy holes
Brutal and unforgiving expanse 
Quiets the most unsettled soul  

Down by the pier  
It's always grey and windy here
This

exaggerated meltdown, no
Just hold my hand for the come down And we'll run away from this ghost town
I wrote these songs for you
With a broken smile in a cheap

Cruising down the highway sun sinking low
Radio's playing our favorite songs just so
With the windows down and your hand in mine
I know everything's

Groaning, secretly willing to, be revealed. 

Hold my hand, Cherry tree
Let me sing a song with you !
Teach me how to have hope.


The scent of your

I don't know what's older than the soul of the earth
I met a ghost we spoke by the edge of the ocean
For some time we've been killing time 
He said

Played like nintendo
By stupid bimbos
This my crescendo
This my memento
But y'all dumb bitches will never get the innuendo
Came from the ghetto
Walking

I've seen the sights
Watched the thunderous nights
I swear I won't cry
The blood of the dead
Coming down on my head
Why won't I die

Well they're here