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back. A rush of embarrassment swept right through the crowd.
Accented by the blast of a train whistle,
Approaching and growing quite loud.
The "be "
And so great is a man goin' to be praised
Selassie I every time
I say Jah shall execute judgment and justice
And none shall escape, what me say
a great big world and it's all for you. Down by the pasture or stream of blue
I have dreams for my baby. Dreams for my baby
You'll feel the joy of wind rush
rush me like there aint no time to waste
Hit the ground runnin hold up this ain't a race
Now she sittin on my face big booty suffocates
She got a hand
One sure shot way to get them out of them pants
Take note to the brand new dance
Like this
[Chorus: Ludacris + Shawnna]
[Ludacris]
Go on with your big
Temperatures rises, niggas blinded by my lyrical disguise
No time to plot retreats, niggas shiver and die
Multiple rounds found laced in his body and face
Look outside, another shiny day
Don't let it rush, you can't replace
Time, space, life spent by feeling safe
Take a drive, I'll take you somewhere
arms
A father has complening
Wishing have more time
Some stare at window
They make fancy wishes
And I remember that,
A big rush
Was this life
the Asians, wrist by Lorraine
Big Pharrell praying hands big P, big P
Buss down face, two levitating hands
I wanna see the money in cash
So that I can truly
buck buck
Actin bad bad bad and I'm fuckin somethin up
Lay yo shit down, I'm comin to get down
Count my money, 20,000 dollars times my shoe
'til I'm out of touch
Go good she gon' fall in love
Its been a long time since she got a nut
We can take our time we ain't got to rush
And nah she
Is it any wonder that the stars just don't rush by
When you're only doin' 60 through this oh-so-vacant night
But it's lacking something big this
your time
Don't rush, Don't rush no
Make it out alive
Oh baby
Take your time
Don't rush, Don't rush no
Nigga Take your time
But stay on your grind
[GZA]
Okay.. the GZA
Tony Touch classic, knowhatI'msayin?
We gonna bang why'all, in the head one time
Blaze up on why'all one time real fast (Do
fall of, shaking 'em all off
Six figure niggas with it, over did it, spit it
In ways that'll cause a rush
Keeping your face in a state of disgust
filled with arrows
The fuck with me by wasting all my patience chasing shadows
Made plans to go big and get great fans
But the trip to Graceland is
to a world revolution straight up
Kickin' that shit
Victim of a criminal
Yeah you know it's time to kill
Straight up yo
Sick of that genocide
Sick
It's like all time rush
Stone believer
Wooooo
Stone believer
Wooooo
Stone believer
Turn tough inside, in the rush to die
Livin' life as a thug time to face the truth
What's goin' on with the wasted youth?
Please God, come and save me
backed by big time promoters.
CBS promote the Clash,
But it ain't for revolution, it's just for cash.
Punk became a fashion just like hippy used to be
And comparin to me, ya frill healy
Maze who come nearly
Some the Projects thru youngers
Gun shit confronted
By jakes poppin up like late walkers
All around, all
This is the story of a young girl
Who was the hippest chick in town.
They call her Big Noise from Winettka.
Miss Birdie's sure to get around.
Big
but feel I'm wasting my time, trying to be somebody else in a body that ain't mine,
I can't help but notice my life passing by in a rush to get
open up accounts for 'em, we bounce tour in
Major cities, arenas, headline with big time singers
Cop Ferraris with navigational screens
Guide us
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