Lyrics:
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It's about time that we turned off the radio
Call the request lines and tell them that it's over
You're always playing all of the same songs over
can't drink wine or coffee
And you're stuck with a body
That fights each small request you make
I got that brown grass dogs come pee on
Your grass so
day
But you by my side showed me the way
On cloudy days you were my silver lining
Through darkest nights
Your light would be shining
I knew, though
Hey big daddy what you doing tonight
I got so many honeys on my request line
Spendin all their money for a taste of my time
I don't want em cause I
They say every one should have their heart broken, at least once.
That that is how you grow emotionally.
Well, I have been misused by many many
Now once upon a time, way back in the day
There was an MC-killer by the name of E-S-H-A-M
And he was known to murder them all
Gun-clapper leave
little king
But the king, in a tantrum
Demands more for his enter sanctum
And he, by his highness
Makes his request with little shyness
A man is the sum
Midnight, New York City.
Broadway, going up in flames.
Ground zero, big city.
Big Apple swallowed by the flames.
Bombs away, we never saw it coming.
listening in
She knows the DJ by his name
She dedicates all her songs the same
For her only one
And before the night is over
She'll request their special
or the browning
Tone haffi bury inna sitten by a morning
1. Mi is a bwoy who don't believe say mi fi draw nill
If even for a minute mi haffi put it in still
stronger.
Oooh..
I want it soon, but not right now.
Play by the strict rules of attraction.
I want it soon but not right now.
More pleasures had, by dealing
souls are burning drowned in your sombre essence...
Ask and your request will be granted by any crime... by any crime.
KALL, our time has just begun
on your desk til the teacher requests that I leave
But you say to me at a quarter to three
There's more time just for us
Sharing a seat as we wait by
a man
who met Mother Nature, looked under her dress and wasn't impressed
The same stupid son of a bitch who doesn't respect
The Angel of Death's request
The paranoia rises best when your
Words sit inside my chest
I'm fucking human don't forget that
When you're making your requests
I've got my hands up
You've got
My last rites have been read, I've made my last request
Without what I've asked for, at peace I will not rest
They're opening my door now, it's
unspeakable joy
Given by my Messiah
I'll never stop, drop, and roll
I love it
I'm on fire
I'm on fire
I'm on fire
I'm on fire
I'm on fire for You
I'm on fire
You've been around the world
I guess these days you're seldomly impressed
But by the way you shine tonight
I must be onto something right
I must be
And stacks the chairs in the choir room
But his real work don't start
Till quittin' time
When he goes through every prayer request
Lying on the pastor's desk
I drank the meaning of her words, as theft
She danced for Chopin, but his request was that she left
The sea gave up his daughter for the moon
So
releasing energy.
My request!
The law is my will!
This world is mine!
Controlled by my mind!
Like a muscle waiting for the brains command!
Like
feathers
A kiss between the legs. Yeah
-Whenever you find what you seek
It's "Be kind to clitoris-week"!!
Oh la-la-la.
On a journey ruled by love
A little
We request to negotiate
We come to you unarmed
We desire to communicate
You cannot do us harm
They want sacrifice
They hatch schemes and ask
.jpg/220px-D'Angelo_Pori_Jazz_2012_(cropped).jpg "DAngelo")
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