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on the cloud I'm a blue stone in the water
Where the sands are shifting forever
Catch me in a net I will give you a disaster
Cast me free and everyone will see

stones
Red beam, blue chrome
Red scene, blues clues investigations, two bones
Laid on the concrete
Ashes on the watch and it's two toned
Apostle nigga
I

apart?
I don´t remember how i put my sword in you
And I don´t understand how you make me feel so blue

Old Stone
The oldest stone I know
Old Stone
The only

You wonder how being
The loyal to being
The free of sin
To throw the stone
True-blue the wearing I'm assuming
True-blue the wearing I'm assuming

poor
I'm spitting even though it's sad
Silly Brenton just get glad
If it's so simple how you still dragging through every day mad

I'm wrestling blue

angel ring

The red stone will warn of grave danger
The blue stone will celebrate true love
Each stone in the ring will fall out
To impart divine

more deadlines, no more breadlines
Mr 10%, you're on your own
No more fine print, no more backstage  blues
This rolling stone is rolling home

Got

your sorrows in your bedsheets
Let's make love one last time
I've been on the road since I left ol' Minnesota
Singin' the blues and skippin' stones

switching lanes, now I'm off this I'm on to new things
Ride the wave, these blue stones hot like blue flame
My city feel like gotham they treat me like Bruce

I'm black and blue
Sticks and stones, may break my bones
But it's all worth while if I got you
Because I'm here for you
For you, for you
Because I'm

On my throne, it's so cold
No time for you, I'm in my zone
Gon' explode, it's set in stone
My blood blue, watch your tone
I don't need you
Cos' I'm

quiet, left me cold
Now I don't know how to be alone
Black and blue from the stones you threw
How dare you hate me, how could you?
You took the life right

of you
I'd still fuck up twice
But I'll get another day or two
The blue stone in the ocean
The Easter Island head stone face
The rotting fruit of Eden
They

My bitch yeah she moans, drinking coffe on my big fucking throne
Imma get my bitch a blue fucking stone
Before i hang myself and be long gone
We be

the razors edge will it be alright
Survive  our mistakes
But now it's life or death, the turn is way too tight
Calling

Fellow Travelers
On a blue spinning

Miss America

Mark Lindsay

Golden Classics: Arizona/Silverbird

1996

cried for the rest
And she wrapped her fingers round the deep blue stone

Do you miss America
Miss America
Miss America
I know I do

I've seen her

Gonna stay in the red zone
I got chills it's phenomenal
Attracted to the blue stones
I need someone to switch me on

I need someone to switch me on
I

a brick cause I'm always trapping
Just shot my Glock cause I'm always packing
Ice blue tint on the Rolex watch
Ice blue stones on my bejeweled cock
Ice blue

am blue

Stones on the tired
Stagger to hazel moonlight
Sighing I look towards you
There is all I have

Alighted on this island
Hallowed for I am blue

Und die Grillz in meinem Mund
Ich designe sie selbst
Blue Stones, Purple Stones, Green Stones
Pink Stones ich und meine Jungs kamen
Wieder wie

Send it into orbit feelin' like an astronaut, yeah
I just got some candy, put that shit all in my wok', yeah
You can see these blue stones, they wet

when 
Raw gold and blue stones covered my black skin
Cosmos, the "who knows?" / I knew that
Listen when I tell you the future is blue black
Either that

me 5 years at the age of 17
Game tight boy so my bloodline rare
And niggaz hella janky I ain't fuckin with you squares
Red white and blue stones got me

blue stone
They be like Caleeb, yo how you you make it?
How much time you on?
Choppa's drumming like Garage Band, shooting like we Taliban
Yeah we keep