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Another third times a charm. But why would you holla back, if a nigga in front of you ain?t no harm. He tried to lean, he tried to rock, but he can?t do
caught in the crossfire Then you fade out How long have you been running? How far does it take to feel safe? I wish I knew Why your spies cross front
around. If the sky isn?t blue, I never know what to do, I always feel the need to leave town. This years been tough, here in Cedar Neck Bluff, My front door
dark red of angels where you lay The epitome of all beauty is dying slowly Right in front of me Send flashing lights Distress calls in the night Where's
fine See I'm never gonna front on anybody so I'll spill it out you give me the punani I'll definitely kill it But no I'm not your man I'm sorry
Et malgré mon petit chapeau rond On s'aperçoit à contre-jour Le chant labouré de mon front Je suis si sage désormais Qu'elle a comme du remords Et
right in front of me Speaking words of wisdom, let it be Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be Whisper words of wisdom, let it be And when
'til I couldn't see Everything you tried to put in front of me Chasing everything that wasn't left to miss, And keeping my heart inside my chest I'm not
right in front of me Speaking words of wisdom, let it be Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be Whisper words of wisdom, let it be And when
right in front of me Speaking words of wisdom, let it be Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be Whisper words of wisdom, let it be And when
And tough is a momma cryin' waving goodbye as her baby leaves Tough is a teenage soldier on the front lines fighting just to keep you free Prayin' for one
Front uni du whisky, ordre de l'eau de vie Résistance Heineken, groupe para-muscadet Fraction armée vin rouge, organe de la goutte Mouvement d'action
Drive You're not going to be prepared for this You've left a trail of red and crossed it on your front door, And now I'm here So, you're
Pullin' that midnight shift At the Maplewood Methodist Church The sign out front says Sunday service Starts at nine and ten-fifteen But he holds his own
alone Soul less, booted human tanks They're crushing all that's different While smart, white collar criminals Push cannon fodder to the front
Trying to see through this death that I breath, All these ghosts they are lost in front of me, Lost in a trance, never had the chance, Now were
skills and you'll be gone Tell me now can you feel it there's something's on Chorus If you are that MC's to come and front with me Then step up step up
the relief inside Every tension disappeared over night All that I want is right here in front of me Now I see what it's all about No more questions all my
I'm back to the town When I came to her front door She said "well I don't see your best friend. That old whiskey you pretend to adore As he takes
le ciel de la lagune J'ai acheté pour toi un masque à Burano Le mets sur ton visage sur ton front c'est la lune! J'aimerais que tu le voies ce
way fidelity Just like the American Dream I will die right in front of your eyes We are the ones that stood right here Where the weak would cry in fear
on the front page 'Singer kills himself for love' Think of all the hurt and outrage It would cause in my fan club Loading rocks into their purses They
overtake, we renegades stormin' the place Breakin' and shakin' and chasing the bass Bringin' it up on the front page We're back, on time that is the sound
still a bum begging for change Trying to front like your new and really nothing has changed You ain't underground, your locked in a dungeon with
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