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And wait for you to come in with the rain
I’m getting crazier
I’m haunted by the last kiss
Before we said goodbye
I remember it all too well
The love you

Michael, way too many hanes
Can't be the shit
Surrounded by shit stains
Can't stomach me cuz I'm that pain
I'm Omari & you're seeing a Ghost, Taylor Dane

the streets by the light 
of the star you wish upon 
and though we haven't got all the frills 
there's a lot to be grateful for
here in your arms 

Listen

family stabbed by my homies
Ah ah ah it get lonely in that cell nigga
Ah ah ah turn them pounds into bell nigga
You can't win unless you frail nigga
I then

save yourself
Victoria
Oh Victoria
The bridge is burned
Oh god, the bond is broken
Victoria
Oh Victoria

Dear Tori
I wish that we could get back

told us to love one another
Years gone by you can't tear us apart
Never jealously strictly love and loyalty in my heart
Yo
And they're asking for

like a 2 dollar bill, in the Stu with the hits going straight for the kill
Dropped one album and they all screaming more
Hop up in my bag, time to check

mumzy got me one for Christmas
Way before I touched some mixers
Just a couple brothers born and bred in Ips
It never stopped us though
Had to climb

almond milk or grandma's kisses
Treat everyday like Christmas, put you on the wish list (Wish list!)
There's Plenty of fish in the sea, but I'm not fishing

sit back and listen while I diss you
Awe no don't cry yet, you wanna a tissue 
I just wanna wish you, and give you, tips you, you want to, continue
So

a list
I want a switch for Christmas
Instead i witnessed all my niggas switch
I swear that had me sickened
Made me never trust a fucking gin
Like man this

on her wish list
Told me that she love me I said Merry Christmas
I'm smokin all these tires you smokin on that viscous
You don't know what's under the hood

If I had a dime for every time you crossed my mind
I'd be a billionaire by Christmas, baby make a wish list
And if you want it, I'll buy it
We'll

longer a myth to be
Deciphered by my righteous mind
I overcame my misery
But
I'll hold my breath so you can pick a perfect Christmas tree
Ayo fuck

suck dick,dick
I tell lil bitch mind your business
If not bout' money get dismissed
Fuck her from Easter to Christmas
She put my kids on her wish list

on my wish list for Christmas,
From every angle you’re magically delicious,
That milky cereal and nah I aint talking bout Lucky Charms,
Wish I was

to do it one
More time for your mind
And this is how we do it, spit it
Hella divine uh, I'm on the incline or
Rather on the increase
And this is how we do

Samuel, Oh How You've Changed!

Al Stewart

Bedsitter Images

1967

bouncing ball
Are listening to the tales of mother Hubbard

But the fairy lights are dark on the Christmas tree
As restlessly I stand here forgotten

Good evening I'm Arthur Conan Doyle
British writer best known for my detective fiction
I had some fault in my car, please let me in
And if you wanna

Hair by mail
Tit jobs for teens
Go broke appearing rich
Searching for rosebud in the fire
Pop stars fingers in the fans
The therapist you wish you

need a big k for Christmas
Just like a deer get whacked

Don't get put up on my hit list
You will get smacked
Put my bitch down on a wish list
Cause her

i had all my niggas by my side
All I wanted for us was to run up that money together but now we divided
All I wanted was trust but you showed your

a shawty, got a new one for christmas
Know them boys are my witness
Hater's hate it, they livid
Fingers crossed when we kissing
Fingers crossed but I

Lawrence

Cross Canadian Ragweed

Mission California

2007

on by some throw their paper down


Mama's tambourine yellow submarine

My daddy sings and them there's me


Christmas I guess it's gonna miss us

For all