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the sword, I put it right on ya forehead
I know your mind, like I been here before yea
We catch a vibe everytime we hit record yea
So fuckin high, it's just me

The cold iron pipe pointing to the sweeting forehead
The bank of Columbus is ours to pound
A violent crime making millions in minutes
If we go

nothing to open
Would they believe me?
Scenes from a film, with the screen that breaks my forehead
It is cyclical and returns to take what I can't give...

the story, balamory
That yat got a wham forehead
She be looking like stormzy please don't call me
I went shard last night with my babes
Leng hotel now she

the light
You putting Carter in his pajamas kiss his forehead goodnight
Right
You seen the movie played the role but in spite of it all
You still don't

Lordy help me  cause you know my thoughts
And Im really struggling like this is hard
Cause I know she dont read minds but my forehead feel like

on yo forhead, What you thought shit was, You got 4 niggas aiming at your fuckin head, Positioned strategically Pa la Maldad. 7/24
Noj acabamos de

speaking up
Speaking booshee, yah
Metal on my forehead, need a blunt
I seeing uzi, yah
Cause its stressing, expressing me just like I'm budding
Next these

off that one nigga trump
Brodie turn the speaker up cause this mother fucker bump
Pistol whip a nigga head now his forehead got a lump
I done felt so

you there

Can you see me?
Can you hear me?
Can you feel my hand?

Let me rub those lines from your forehead with my fingers
Morning nurse is coming

my forehead
I'm through time and space again
Back to my Earthly shelter
What now, what must I do?
Feels like fate chained me to sorrow
The touch

scar on her forehead told her it ain't nothing
You the closest to perfect cuz nobody's perfect
Started talking on the phone told me she was hungry
Went

a dozen roses Sweet like kisses on your forehead
Like mama's breakfast in the morning I'll be loving you
The touch of your body it arouses me in places

on the forehead
Can't help against this hell we've made
Rotten from the core
Obey the fate that a tí deserve

I'm out of water, dizzy by a fever
Wet hands and forehead suffer the little things
Off in the distance, blurred by my fever
There rides a woman,

to the last cry baby please don't ask why
Gotta get cha up really I'm really up
Forehead wit the D I'm silly What
I go down that's me I'll lick it up
And I'm

by my wants restrained by my needs
Rug burns on my forehead my feet and my knees
What am I doing wrong in this world that was rhetorical
I'm feeling

in your head
Stop think about the lead between your forehead
Think ahead and look at the past with a smile
Everything will pass in the meanwhile
Love

friend
Three sevens on my Benz and my forehead
Ima pull up to the chapel in a drop top
With a bad bitch with a cross and a crop top
I be swerving

forehead rests on mine
He wrapped around
My shoulders bare
The warmest blanket of his care
The veil was thin
Through rock I sensed him
His kin became my own

at bay
My forehead is starting to sweat
My eyes are all over the place
I see something from the corner of my eye
I hope this is not the night I die
Someone

that smile a mile wide
Then sing a song kiss your forehead good night
I'll grab my keys get up and leave
Cause I been waiting too long too patiently

a secret
Kiss you on your forehead say you beautiful when sleeping
It's hard to go hard when your heart is still on defense
Working on yourself it's that

apple roll off his forehead and down his chest and onto the ground next to which he had been laying. In the same instant one word entered his mind. He