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how I'm gonna be a breadwinner
But I'm not ok
Cause Rome wasn't built in a day
It was built by slaves
Pierce my skin
Drain the blood
Pull my strings

heart,
it pierces my heart,
and I step forward
Every time I see them,
I feel encouraged
Something inside me is moved
by the people around me
At times I

too far in bag
Told her get somebody else to do it
Now her salty ass mad
Bro got pounds in the Hefty
I like the Gain joints by Glad
When you lay your

the clock?

Degrading light
No end in sight
Electric eyes
Pierce through the sky
End by drowning
Or by the flame?
Mass extinction
Comes again

Time ticks away

Now I'm older and I don't sweat those oversights
I'm just playing the best ball of my life
I'm freaking Paul Pierce dude
I'm freaking Paul Pierce dude

This mortal clock ticks painfully slow
Home drifts further away
The numbness that I feel contrary to
Feelings that wrestle their way in my heart

I Want You

LL Cool J

Radio

1985

I want you
I want you

I day-dream of seeds girl when you pass by
I wonder what the future holds for you and I
I tell my friends favorite tales

aid is overflowing cups and crocks
To the standers by this team might seem ad hoc
It is opening night and Boston is on the clock

It is the do or die

Gon'a pierce my tongue.
Gon'a pierce my penis.
Gon'a pierce my eyebrows.
Gon'a pierce my nipples, nipples.
Gon'a pierce my nose
In 18 places. 
Gon'a

And you know I can't show no love
Only show love to the plug
I'm in the whip all dubs no slugs
Zaza make it pierce my lungs
Zaza make it pierce my

Restless Farewell

Bob Dylan

Bob Dylan/Times They Are A-Changin'

1968

word is possessed
By no special friend
And though the line is cut
It ain't quite the end
I'll just bid farewell till we meet again

Oh, a false

Restless Farewell

Bob Dylan

The Times They Are A-Changin'

1964

word is possessed
By no special friend
And though the line is cut
It ain't quite the end
I'll just bid farewell till we meet again

Oh, a false

by the camp fire
I been in the sun check the tan line
Sticking niggas up got their hands high
Twisting up their tongue got their hands tied
Threatening

The Gallopin' Goose

C.W. McCall

Best of C.W. McCall

1998

miners an' the mail

Up the side a' Sunshine Mountain
By internal gas combustion
Eight Pierce-Arrow pistons pullin'
Fifteen thousand pounds a' lead

Clock Out
written by LaJohn D. Manoy (Smooth D.)
music by cdonis D. Coleman (that damn cC)

Tic-tock, tic-tock - where tha fuck is 5:00
Tic-tock,

Burl Ives - Tam Pierce (Widdecombe Fair)

Tarn  Pierce, Tarn Pierce, lend  me your gray  mare,
All along down along  out along lea.
Us wants to go

Salmon and mashed potatoes
I'm Tony Allen got game by the gallon
Back in the starting five
Salmon and mashed potatoes
I'm Tony Allen got game by

clock
Time is money
Tick tock
Tick tock
Tick tock
Protecting
By any means
Is a must
Remember
There is no future
Without us
That's why
My life matters

Wake yo shit
Wake yo shit
Yadidaaa
Wake yo shit up
Nigga wake yo shit up
My alarm clock be gun shots
My alarm clock be gun shots
My alarm clock be

By the power of Kid Kellen invested in me
you will die on the battlefield and your blood will stain the swords
of those who oppose me
Now fight,

Come down from the mountain
Come down to the plains
And we bring all we culture
Oil bucket and chains, chains, chains
Bois man on the road
4 o'clock, 5

o'clock, xza o'clock (Clockwork, uh)
Xza o'clock, xza o'clock, xza o'clock (Tick tock)
Die by the cake - Dig my grave deep with my shovel - kiss, fuck, then

expect from day ones/
Honestly I could give 2 fucks, only reason I bring it up is to expose you cucks, go ahead punch your time clock bitch and get back

Cries pierce the night
cs memories give birth to nightmares
c broken cross
What if it was mine?

Hear the thunder, feel the rain
The storm is coming,