Lyrics:
Who lives in a well by the side of the road
Wake up, girl, we're almost home
Ya, c'mon!
We should see the gates by mornin'
We should be inside
to talk to you about my feelings
Friend had a flat tire, you wanting me home
Me rushing back for you to be angry and tired
Headed back to my friend to see
the ice by summer
Turn the grass from green to gold
Live the greatest story ever told
And you'd like to be in my shoes
Wouldn't you now
Wouldn't you
about when You sing chords
I just wanna go, Rand, seriously
I don't wanna be caught up in Your Music
I don't want to be identified by You
I don't want
Who lives in a well by the side of the road
Wake up, girl, we're almost home
Ya, c'mon!
We should see the gates by mornin'
We should be inside
love back at home
I found love in the day by day
And I pray for better days
I found love in the house
I found love back at home
I found love in the day
of the drillers
Comin' from the hunnids, you got change for a billion?
Comin' for the house, real change in a minute
When I run for '24, I know my spouse better
bought a car for a loan hoping you'll not be fired anytime soon
I do not have time to think about that.
We should start building a big house like
you know
Flame thrower to your dome
Flame thrower to your home
Kill every one you love
Kill every one you know
I'll be two stepping on your grave
Get
a stranger
In the house we call home
I beg her to listen
As she walks out the room
These clouds won't be clearin'
Here anytime soon
So, I take
better cut it out (Stop it)
You still live in the projects at yo' mother house (Ha-ha)
Kodak was on Ebro show and he walked out
How you gon' try to talk
It's Mysonne
Nah, the revolution won't be televised
But they keep choking, beating, shooting us and telling lies
We better sever ties with this
chasing after?
Twenty four now and the traces in my skin are getting deeper
Day by day
Buying liquor, getting asked for my ID made me feel better
Guess I'm
getting hard now, but I know you'll be alright
Stay for a minute and you'll never be alone
You left your hurting thoughts back at home
I never wanted just
know we're in the house
East Coast! (Nigga)
10031 is where my zip is
Livin how I live up in the trenches
Run through a bodega like I ain't got
da, da)
Da, da, da, da (Da, da, da, da, da, da)
(Gotta keep it goin', gotta keep it goin')
Hey yo, as soon as I come home, I'm stressed by my mama
to the Goldsmith
and so he and his mother were soon in better circumstances.
After few years Aladdin became known
and loved by most of the folk in the buzaar.
One
made this outcome different
Because I've never had a plan for life without you in it
So I'll be chilling at the house, expecting you to come home
I'll
a house but nowhere that I can call home
I'm cold in my heart
I'm cold on the throne
Surrounded by snakes
Made it here on my own
I played my part
Now I'm
Hello, hello
Today we'll be doing a reading of
The Gift of the Magi, which was published by O. Henry
In the December of 1905
The Gift of the Magi
And the letter read so polite
Ho Ho Ho
You did everything right
And Ill be by later on tonight
Then I looked up at my mama, with tears in my eyes
Cause I don't
my name outta your mouth
Grabbin you by your lapel
Now get the fuck out of my house
Two tone two tone
Better watch how we cook up the 2 for
With 2
the two-seater
I heard she brag about the way he eat her
A Irish man, short, slim with a tan, they say he laced her cheeba
She do be lookin' weaker now, her
me (nothin')
It's smokers is where I live, not tryna take her home wit' me (home)
Hit the yard and spin, if I get in, I got that chrome wit' me (it's
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