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Possessing the living and deceased
The dead will rise
Destruction will rain down from the sky
cnd you will live in terror
cnd you will live in terror!
Nailed
ride
Runnin' man without stretchin', I'ma pull a vibe
Arm wrestle Luna, yeah, I'm out here tryin' to turn the tides
I used to turn up and burn up
they love to taste
Fiends say your shit was great
You see that nigga, pinch his face
Have a seizure by the gate
We call that shit the Harlem Shake
table
I'm goin' always be here, and y'all always gonna fear
The bronx making them records cause we always prepared
Got sons you don't know about,
I lost my mind
Can I have you here tonight?
I’ve been running like such a fool
Getting’ attention without the payment to
I’ve got to put my ringing
there's a bunch of Cops outside
One knock
Two knocks
Here comes all the cops now
Three knocks
Four knocks
Then they kicked the door down
Five cops
Six cops
wanna test it
You by my side Issa big flex
Oh ou oh
Can't wait no more
I'm knocking at your do ou oh (Door)
I'm here to love
(Baby babyy)
Sa fè lontan
looking down at me
You can walk yourself right out the door
And I'll be saying look at me
Do you still see me as someone to walk right by
Now that I've
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in the pews
I gotta, few bucks to get me by
Not gonna, sit here and cry all night
I'm gonna, Go to church and read John 3:16
But first, Imma have
Passengers evacuate you have to weigh the versions
Murky certains concerning the bleeding cursive
Versus the interface related to the service
Knee scraped
break down the bale
We weigh it and bag it
We move it ourselves
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Shot clock
Tick tock
Timeline
Jump shot
Big chain
Big watch
Dope boy
move like the mob, my capo send down the orders
Got some people in Texas, their crib is right by the border
Place your order for cola, ain't talkin'
kinda love just feels so true
Now i'm just sat here
Waiting for you to slide on through
Counting the days by
Wish i hadn't said goodbye
Love is decaying;
[B.G.]
I'm a young nigga, go by tha name B.G.
Don't stunt, nigga, my K hold fifty
And I will use, in a minute you six feet
I refuse to lose, I
this bar!
By two o'clock, when the bars are already closed down, BILLY had broken 'THE BIG NEWS' to ETHELL. And with dust and boulders everywhere,
The girls won't be on you, Fred your face is all burnt!";
I patted him on the shoulder said, ";Thanks for stopping by.";
Then I opened up the door and said,
at your funeral,
There's not a thing you don't expect,
All by your lonesome, watching
Bottles on the wall, broken down
By morning, pouring through the door
Don't know where I be
Without you ma
It's all because of you
Aye
Where would I be
I wouldn't even be right here without you
You showed me love
It could be simple, it could be simple,
You shut your eyes so tight to slow down time,
Days and states go by, and it keeps on.
It could be
Leading different roles
So much has changed like I've never known you before
Waiting by the door
Were the mistakes I never had a chance to make
I hesitated,
Instead of drowning
Overwhelmed by all these feelings
So astounding
My love goes on and on and on
When you’re here and when you’re gone
I'm like a bird
Gimme just a little bit of whatcha got goin' on, baby
Tell me all your dreams 'bout how you wanna be far away from here
Got me wrapped up, a lovely
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