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back (I'm back), I'm mad (I'm mad) I'm strapped (I'm strapped). Nigga what you want nigga who you wit. Came Wit my dogs leavin wit a bitch. . Verse 1. Aint no limit to the * I start. Automatic
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back (I'm back), I'm mad (I'm mad) I'm strapped (I'm strapped). Nigga what you want nigga who you wit. Came Wit my dogs leavin wit a bitch. . Verse 1. Aint no limit to the * I start. Automatic
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going home. The lover who just walked out your door. Has taken all his blankets from the floor. The carpet, too, is moving under you. And it's all over now, Baby Blue. Leave your stepping stones behind
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tight. It's gonna be all right Then it's time to go downtown. Where the agent man won't let you down. Sell your soul to the company. Who are waiting there to sell plastic ware And in a week or two
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tight. It's gonna be all right Then it's time to go downtown. Where the agent man won't let you down. Sell your soul to the company. Who are waiting there to sell plastic ware And in a week or two
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tight. It's gonna be all right Then it's time to go downtown. Where the agent man won't let you down. Sell your soul to the company. Who are waiting there to sell plastic ware And in a week or two
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The night is black, without a moon. The air is thick and still. The vigilantes gather on. The lonely torchlit hill. . Features distorted in the flickering light,. Faces are twisted and
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Chorus x3. Be lucky. Be lucky. Be lucky, son. . Be lucky gotta make it your own. Get from a bottle squeeze it from a stone. Might not remember the best way home. But come December you won't
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Chorus x3. Be lucky. Be lucky. Be lucky, son. . Be lucky gotta make it your own. Get from a bottle squeeze it from a stone. Might not remember the best way home. But come December you won't
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world weigh?. Somebody's probably worked it out. You can look up what the experts say. But all you gotta do is look around. You'd be surprised who knows Ask that woman tryin' to make the rent. And
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Well, the bible tells us about a man. Who ruled Babylon and all its land. Around the city, he built a wall. And declared that Babylon would never fall. He had concubines and wives. He called his
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Well, the bible tells us about a man. Who ruled Babylon and all its land. Around the city, he built a wall. And declared that Babylon would never fall. He had concubines and wives. He called his
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Well, the bible tells us about a man. Who ruled Babylon and all its land. Around the city, he built a wall. And declared that Babylon would never fall. He had concubines and wives. He called his
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loud turn that bitch into a screamer. Imma do what I want, whatever. Imma rage til the dawn, all nighter. Don't hold your breath you know I'll sleep when I am dead. I live for the night. I live for the
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weapons become displayed. in the hands of half a dozen aides. just four men and a couple of gay blades. shantung suits and shatterproof shades. shoot up anybody who happens to be passing. everybody but the
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San-tana (aye) It's dipset Bitch There it go. Baby don't stop now. There it go. Baby don't stop now Chorus. There it go. Damn shorty look good and I'm thinkin' 'bout gettin' at her (okay). Time
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crushing load. Whose forms are bending low. Who toil along the climbing way. With painful steps and slow. Look, now for glad and golden hours. Come swiftly on the wing. O rest beside the weary road. And hear
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Listen to the money talk. Listen to it scream. Only lots of paper. But it haunts them in their dreams. . Doesn't matter who they are. Doesn't matter where. Some people can't get enough. That
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Fish from the paper, fresh from the sea. The cracks in the pavement, the city in siege. I don't know where to replace it or who to believe. Can't find on the pavement or lay on his knees
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Take a journey back in time. Leave the western world behind. Cross the mountains to peking. Where the paper laterns gently swing. . The chinese way. Who knows what they know. The chinese
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waters all that is. And it don't make no flowers grow Good things might come to those who wait. Not to those who wait too late. We got to go for all we know Just the two of us, we can make it if we try
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waters all that is. And it don't make no flowers grow Good things might come to those who wait. Not to those who wait too late. We got to go for all we know Just the two of us, we can make it if we try
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Bài hát The it Man (Album Version) - John Cooper Clarke. Look who it isn't, it's, the 'It Man' maybe. The physical description fits, 'It Man' baby. You had a Julia Ceaser haircut,. Middle market
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tiHundred. arThe Fray. al. The Fray - Hundred. by alegrarse. The how I can't recall. But I'm staring at what once was the wall. Separating east and west. Now they meet amidst the broad daylight. So
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all leads to another messy ending. Danny!. With your back against the wall!. With your face buried in the pillow!. I see you cold!. I feel you heartless!. Bitch!. You stupid * bitch!. You stupid * bitch
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stop and stare. I'm way out, my body way out, my body A'ight B. I heard the yak went quack, zob schilacked. Multi-orgasms and the bitch collapsed. From the back I bash, all night I last. When I ***
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, you can dance with a stranger under the smoky blue lights. You can stand alone with lovers who love to lose. You can drown in your pain if there's room at the bar. You can hide your tears, you can
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who does the talking. Are we out there for a while? And I can see for miles
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, you can dance with a stranger under the smoky blue lights. You can stand alone with lovers who love to lose. You can drown in your pain if there's room at the bar. You can hide your tears, you can
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gently in their place. Show children to the old man who speaks only of his war. And then kiss Death upon the cheek, let it think for ever more
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Record man play my song on the radio. You too busy trying to find that blue-eyed soul. I let my black hair grow and my weed smoke. And I swear too much on the regular. We gon' let them hits fly, we
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wine and the hills shall melt. And the treader of grapes shall overtake him who soweth seed. And the mountains shall drop sweet wine and the hills shall melt. And they shall plant vineyards, and drink
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It's a beautiful morning. The sky is black as ink. The city's sleeping still. And soon they'll wake up. To the stink. . And soon they'll wake up. To the stink of life passing them by. Wake up
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can't feel her pretty face She's looking down upon you. But the bitch can barely stand She shines like a diamond, thinks she's a queen. When she's hanging on the shoulders of cocaine kings. She's got a
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dreams run round your bed. The ugly little scenes you get the needle and no thread. They stitched you up this time. They say you`ll do. They bitch about your pretty face, turning ugly on you The
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. My flow the antidote. Sick flow. Its so muthafuckin 6-4. Your bitch know hop in the back when you see swizz hoe. *** that all you niggas get up off my dick soo. I can cook crack on the track and