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to Albuquerque 'fore I vomit in this sink
Head spins the nickel loose, peach fuzz and pickle juice
Settle in the ripples noose, stab the rhythm cut the goose
Break

If you hate on me 
You got low self esteem 
You wack 
Yea 
She twerking my torso 
Im clapping her cheeks to the rhythm 
Like morse code 
By her body

Just let go and catch the vibe
Don't let this moment pass us by
Feel it like the rhythm of your favorite song
Relax girl I got you
I got you

Every

the way, we shuffle dat 
you understand, 
This one life, Feel the rhythm of the night 
left to right, in my bag
ain’t no reason, going sad
what you had, off

Before they got the first down
I can secure it
Sit here and just cure it
I know you can hear
The rhythm of my heart
As you lay on thrassic
It becomes

sent her away
I am so tired
Charlie play me
One more tune

This ain't the city, man
I've got no rhythm section
But with this compass
I'll find us some

fresh hits
Whoa we got them on the ropes man
Uh-oh next time hit him with a slow jam
But this time it's time for me to rhyme true
Rhyme rhythm I'm giving

a two-step or two“
With our heartbeats in time to the rhythm of a country song
We got lost in each other ‘til we heard ‘em say last call
And it was like a
Bud

I've got the rhythm of the drum in my head
I don't want you to play it, I just want to be friends
I want to be friends
I've got the bull by the horns

on his own
I’m the guy who married the judge’s daughter
Pulled my strings until she said I got her
Savage style sounding so smooth
I just want you feet

(L&M:Katharina Baetz Rubin) 

I got a dress that´s made of sunshine

to the music
Playin from the start
From the start

There's a train at the station
I've gotta ride
Loves got a hold it's
Burning fire deep inside
Got me a boy
He

being subtle
Inexplicable emotions leave behind a joy and sadness puddle
Bring yourself to a huddle, go long for your success
I got your girl in my

I can see you there standing
Shoulder to shoulder
Side by side
You can feel it in the rhythm of the drums
This Titan's footsteps
Don't try to hide

Down on the coast they live a life of ease,
sailin' off on a southern breeze
It's a great day in Dixieland
I got my line and my pole all set,
don't

Cuts deep, cuts deep
Unstable type shit, yo
Got the box cutter by my side like sweeney todd
No matter how much you try, you can't be me, god
No

Good Times

The Beautiful Girls

Water

2006

'cause I dig it.
Making rhythms so slick like the ocean, 
Man you got the blues we got the potion.
Got these hip-hop sneakers on some old time feet,

day and night
They got the rhythm, they got the blues
Just bring your dancing shoes

It's a party, one floor down
It's a party, one floor down
You outta

down
You told me ""go to hell""
That's all I understood
Got nothing more to tell

You can't get blood from a stone
You have been away for too long
You

please open up your eyes
People wanna lie, be disguised as wise

I be trippin, trippin through the rhythm
Let the light in, I'm dancing in the prism
Just

to a bee
You wont find another man spittin' words better than me
Because I'm P-R-A-H-J-E-K-D
A.k.a St. George just by the way that I slay beats 
And I, wont

to
Something
Rappin like all in my mind 
They gon say how they
Love it
Yeah

East side
West side
We like
To keep the war on
We got jihad 
Inside
It’s like a war

up 
Had to live my life
Now im sitting right
Getting flights
Sitting by
People I won’t mention
Won’t minimize
My life is getting crazy
When I get

Show us what you're made of 

cnd I'm a let you know 
that you just don't cut with an artificial flow 

when you save your perceptions for later