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phone I'm going for the night

Good looking ladies standing side by side
I asked them if they're coming for a ride
They looked me up and down and said

Mountain up in the clouds.
Is Old Zezop around?
Heady elder, are you home?

Chorus

Take a little trip by the fountain
Of a thousand dreams.
Make a wish for

screenplay Diallo or G. Floyd, we monsters, labeled, affirmation “I'm a king” to feel able, so many brothers by design grow & be an cbel, boys in blue follow

shit 
Aloe Vera no mascara can I make that clearer 
Peter Thomas Roth help your face clear up  
Gimme head in laneige let's hydrate your face
Drunken

on climbing that mountain
I'll rise to the top on my own

Rise to the top by my own means
With the homies outta OP, low-key
Workin' so hard that I don't sleep,

overdrive
All the way to infinity
And beyond, a buzz going on
And I'm saying we on, we up
It's on, give up
We grown, buck up
Or get fucked up
Nigga laws

Up to di time
You know it's Jah Cure and Vybz Kartel
Vertex Productions
And Cure and di Kartel mek
Sure every heart well
Cause of freedom is di cause

mountain
I'm cooking up whipping the pot by the ounces
The people be looking that shit be astounding
I'm really up steady my neck is fountain
The pussy be

body felt broken my knees collapsed in that room
I woke up early at six
Hopped in my old Ford, escape
And left that campus destroyed
By 46 and 3rd Street

Everything is going to get align
Keep care of your vision
Keep care of your sight
When I look up in the sky I feel align
I sit there
Do nothing
Watch

them dark clouds out the way for my brighter day

I wake up, and its 7 in the morn
I pull the curtain back  and its to see what going on
2 birdies on my

Peter Griffin
Why you stressing bout a hoe, you just building Up your attention, yeah, I saw what you posted
On the gram, you better mention me, cut off

affected by the frayed
Fragmented splinters off centered from the break
Which feathered and fled to an unforeseeable fate
This is a stick up, stick up, what

a crib by the beach)
I got the world at my feet (I got the world at my feet)
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Pull up in my hood, yeah
All my people wave, yeah (ayy,

Goin' Home

Elvis Presley

Speedway

1968

can see
And be about as wild as he wants to be
If he feels like shouting all he's gotta do is shout

Where the purple mountains reach up high

whether the sun or the mountains.

You look a little sick, don't you? Take a rest for a couple of centuries. Maybe when you wake up, you may find out

on I'm on I'm on I'm on I'm on
Faith like Peter I'm walking like Jesus
I'm on I'm on I'm on I'm on I'm on
May not understand but I'm leaning on His plan
Do

Seven-six-twos going through yo bones we out here cracking shit
Cuz Mr. do em dirty i'm Mr. clean em up
ARP getting sturdy
Dancing acting up
Bro just popped a perc

get it
I'm running the numbers up
Five
Four
Three
Two
One
These niggas all cap
They built like keyboards
Going out sad I call them Eeyore
I'm rocking

throwing elbows
SL smokin loud all by my dolo
We moving mountains
This shit is paramount
Money coming in grabbing large amounts
You can't ever count me out

wave baby it's a mountain
The way looking at me got me all in
The way looking at me got me all in
I'm so Prima Donna no wonder
Often times I'm fucking up

the plane into Paris,
Honey mooning down by the Seine.
Peter Brown called to say,
"You can make it O.K.,
You can get married in Gibraltar, near Spain".
Christ

The Ballad of John and Yoko

Unlinked Artist

Hits of the Beatles, Vol. 3

1997

the plane into Paris
Honeymooning down by the Seine
Peter Brown call to say
You can make it O.K.
You can get married in Gibraltar near Spain

Christ you

give a FUck and blow the smoke up in they Face
Shit I think the blunt was laced
Now I'm going cray cray
Outta of control some One better call My home