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scooppe, sputan' p nu floppe, nsultan' p nu strunz
E morn' nta nu (?)

Je esc' for', furtiv'
L'atr stann' all'ultimi du' tir'
Tu m ssaje, esaurit'
Nun

you crazy whores i rather go to crazy horse 
And toss up with my nikkas they the ones who made me strong 
Maybe morn new day a new baby born cause momma

through the sky

Like eyes in the morn
After a late night
Something take
Painful time

It’s not giving up
It’s just falling facing down

If I can’t hold you

be
Outside your door
Come a warm air summer morn
Hold out my hands
Take what you will
I know I don't have much for you to take
But take it still

We

caramel tones
He love me I’m on ride him into the morn
Facetime iphone tell me when you get home
Do it do it all night long
He love me cos I'm a freak

the interstate, then I'm getting to the morn'
Project bitch, I can't leave shawty 'lone
Feds tryna sting, nigga, nah, I ain't goin'

Off with your head
You

the tunnels in the morn (wake up)
Her father owns a factory making corn (chomp-chomp)
Told me that she wasn't natural born (what?)
Stolen off a planet I was

drop four
Ball up my fist and knock yours
I had to get my rocks off
It was three-some in the morn'
I make 'em lick it, lockjaws
Sensitive, they twat

early morn
The taxi's waiting He's blowing his horn
Already I'm so lonesome I could die
So kiss me and smile for me, tell me that you'll wait for me

morn' I awake from a cavernous night
Sometimes still pondering the previous plight
Seems life done changed long time no speak
Nowadays I often forget

mowed it down
made a chop chop chop chop choppy sound
he threw it in the trash but that's not all
ripped and torn it was back by the morn 
store bought

and the company just to show up on the studio floor
never gettin sleep
gettin my energy
from the caffeine and workin till morn
yeah yeah
you know I wanted it all

mysteries are plain, as is our love.
The joy is there and is bright like the morn.
The joy is there to be always newborn.
You are the future, you are my love.

blowing rise up so early in the morn
can't you hear the people shouting baby come and blow your horn

baby won't you blow baby won't you blow
baby won't you

I don't know
When are you gonna hear the voice of the Lord? 
Bright and strong, early morn'
Folded, head in hands?

I don't know!

there's too many bad decision round me in my zone, can't be caught up w the deuces cus I'll be in until the morn,


All these lonely faces all these broken

Can't explain what it means
Every night every morn
Some to misery are born

Sunlight fades as nightfall rises
Shadows seem in the depth of dreams
Close

the whistle blowing
Rise up so early in the morn
Don't you hear the captain shouting
Dinah, blow your horn
But there is someone's in the kitchen with Dinah

The Inside of a Church
Brenn Hill Red Cliffs Press Music (BMI)

Verse 1:
On the high side of Rock Creek
On a cold October morn
I found God
With

of relentless fate.

But I, sweet Soul, rejoice that I was born,
When from the climbing terraces of corn
I watch the golden orioles of Thy morn.

What care I for

up so crazy all night
And then get right back at it in the morn'
We gon' get more, we gon' get more
Then we gon' double right back and get more
I

falls quiet at the stroke of Christmas morn

Verse 3:
And we all wander to our sacks and say a Christmas prayer
And thank the Lord for all we got

she's as fair as that morn on the mountain I plucked me a wild rose

the kitchen
since the early morn
Christmas Eve is here 
and she's cooking up a storm
decorations around the Christmas tree,
with ornaments of love
ooh, ooh,