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a thousand days and nights. 
My knees are bleeding and my hands are still tied. 
I’ve served my time, paid for my crime. 
Ten blades still sinking in

surrender
I'm a survivor
Now it's time to
Take my machete, as a reminder 
And slash my enemies
All down to their knees
One by one, then start a shooting spree

on Jambalaya.

Well before I could walk I had a guitar in my hand,
By the time I could talk I had my own band.
I went on the road when I was eight years old,
When

Tuesday again no problem
No shirt no shoes no drama
Wrote a verse between two bus stops
On the curb tied my shoes then I walked
I ain’t got the time

the sock rolls
I keep it on me and my block knows
Because, without it, somethin's missin'
Like the nose ring on Pac's nose
Bandana tied, blam-blam your ride,

Pinetop pass that bottle around it's a lonesome world out there
But tomorrow night it'll be all right, Hand me down my Rockin' Chair

Here's to the weary

I could fade away in stereo, that prospect feels very close
My career's now an algorithm, times are real scary so
I'm tryna find a job that pays

Few and Far Between

10,000 Maniacs

Our Time in Eden

1992

it's worth to you and then respect it 
However long it will take to weather your mistakes, why not accept it? 

My hands, for now, are tied 
I'm

is not for you
On my J-O with beats by Kanye, yo
My name on the marquee
Your name off the payroll
Style fresh like I'm still a day old
And it's been

servers of time
Mother of the internet please get your tubes tied
Cause this shit that prevails combines truth with lies
No source differentiates the real

servers of time
Mother of the internet please get your tubes tied
Cause this shit that prevails combines truth with lies
No source differentiates the real

death (la la la uh)
You are my reason to live
You are the cause of my breath (la la la uh)

My heart beats for you
But it is tied by chains
The time, my

Loverman

Metallica

Garage, Inc. [Clean]

1998

amen 
Cause I am what I am what I am what I am 
Forgive me, baby my hands are tied 
And I got no choice no, I got no choice at all 
I'll say it again

dreams take off like you do when you die.
Can't escape from what I do in the night.
I believe sleep and death are truly tied.
Every time I go to bed I'm

My hands are cold 
And I'm ready to roll
Checking out my latest status, seems like everything is fine
Then I see you in the corner of my eye
Head up,

love when my hands are on you
Dancar contigo
Show me what you going to do
Fire in the bedroom
I dress Impress babe
Put the rumors to rest babe
Things are

shoulders
Tied up with a black ribbon band

Come all ye young Irish fellows
A warning take by me
Beware of those ticklesome damsels
That are lurking around in

Hello, Nice to meet you. My debts are due but i'm Intrigued by the New
In review you're at odds with my breed, cultivate Eros' seed 
Show me what

wrapped inside your locket
I light a bottle rocket
Are there any ghosts
Inside your house at supper time

Que sería de mis dos hijos
Sin sobrevivir a los

if I wanna see her by herself
Condescend, here she comes let us play pretend
I put my hand over her, fuck it mask on
Now we look the same, Jekyll

Wicked beats are the end of this
And hip-hop's similarities
Cause I don't bounce and I
Don't do rap hands
See, look at me, I look like an ass, man
No crew,

by it

While they were sittin' on they hands
I was standin' and plottin'
When I be in my own world
It's like the world has forgotten
Meditatin' in

The world see him coming out our eyes, while benefiting on our slow demise
Hypnotized by the token prize, and falling for the shit every time

I’m in a mood
Never know what I might do
You’re tight with the crew
Sike get tied by the goons
Time for the snooze never know what you might lose
When