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changing ways?
Or just alway in you way now maybe 

Does it matter anyway?
Can't re write past now, you see  

It don't matter anyway,
Cause now I'm headed

Lovers,
You calling shots like a boss under Cover 
But what I Discovered you havent been Touched,

In a way I wanna Touch Ya
Or held in a way I wanna Hold

with the gang
Gotta pocket full of gold
Everything I touch you know always turning into gold Shii
Bitch I got the potion
They see me motion
Everyone look

about wealth
To do what you want
Cause In that casket you all by yourself
The streets taught me life lessons
But it put me through some rough shit

worried
You 'bout to get bodied ('bout to get bodied)

Formed their alliances
Provided with finances
In the worst times, still see me dancing
Enhancing my

shit get ugly
So I ain't really with the bluffing
If I gotta chose me or you
It's you I'm bussing
She know I ain't with the trusting
Glock by the pillow

just rob him
She want a xanny, but she should know that I popped em
If this touch your tongue, girl, I swear you gone want cop some
It’s me and Lil

the ends
You know I hit the end

I'm on the highway
I'm moving the fly way
She do what I say
She do what I say
Young gee with that fresh cut
Vroom Vroom when

My friends all here but they're all in their zones
And you said, too much
We're all here but quickly losing touch

It feels like
(I've been looking)

Oh by the way
If you didn't know now you know
Issa mufuckin Profit World
13 Hunnid
Keep close eyes on the kids
PG 13
I just be comin a lil different

can cry when that degree hit
I know you did it did it by yourself ain't need shit
And shout my niggas with degrees in that street shit
I still remember

Hanging by the corner store, couple smokes, couple brews/
Now it's all about the salary,
Hear it in the songs, artists claimin hip hop
But the actions don't

way
Pretty baby makes my day
Just like a little bit of heaven
A little bit of heaven
Everytime you call my name
Leave me wanting more of the same
Just

like my fucking daddy
Always high or drunk
Maybe it’s inside my blood
Or just because my childhood sucked
Either way, I’m twice as fucked
Knock me down,

and block my way
You think you'll do me in? Try again another day
This train is movin', you ain't Denzel, you ain't stoppin' us
You'll be watchin' us

believing
Way to corrupt for me to believe in
Commit these crimes smiling
In our solitude, we break down crying
Still we vote for you
Still we vote for you
If

I don't know what you believe bitch
But I believe in me
Yea, my name's RTG
Yea and I love my family
Yea, I know what I can be
Yea, bitch I just seen

your crutch
Gave me the ball and I just took a touch
Don't mind my eyes, word to Curry
I dunno if I'm woke or just sleep deprived
Many lost the way fam

Can you hear the sound?
Let's get it!
God of war
I'm sure
My mind is yours
And it will never ever bring me down
Cause you won the battle
Over my mind

Eu E Você (Crusin)

Sandra De Sá

Sound & Vision: Soul Brazuca

2004

must 
And inch by inch we get closer and closer oh
Every little part is in touch
Oh baby, baby oh
Let the music take your mind
Just release and you

Open Arms

Sinner

Danger Zone/Touch of Sin

1999

[Sinner]

I'm cruisin' til midnight
I'm runnin' through the loneliness my way
Nobody's here by my side
When I need 'em ... on these cold days

Since

touch gives me that chill
When you brush by, it’s like magic 
Like a point guard in a panic
The way you move girl it's satanic


You in my room again,

Nothing is ever created, all is made from the way that it was
All of that hate and the pain and the shame that's faded keeps shaping the you through blood

lived in here
It came by way way before I met you but that doesn't matter
I thought it was passing by
Rent a few months than just go slide, 'cause it