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Language of Love

Cliff Richard

We Don't Talk Anymore

1979

a day,
And I am waiting to hear what you say,
Come on, come on, I think you're telling me lies,
You are Italian, I can tell by your eyes,

I love

love With you from the jump
There i said it
If you know me well then you'd Know what i'd do for you
I meant for us
Actually for you
I speak nothing but

Its a hate perspective now
But you can look good when it raining out
Don't you

Don't you ever try to speak for me
Cause my passions in a place
Other

on the countryside
Sittin' in the grass, laying side by side
You could be my baby
Let me make you my lady
Girl, you amaze me
Ain't gotta' do nothing crazy
See, all I

while I stay grounded

Let me raise your IQ I know you are scared of heights mind of mind of christ Lord of light show you that its not by might.
And when

i just rolled a couple O’s,

& now me and the bros, out back with ya bitch hella lit now 

She tryna get down,  she a codeine fein she love

chick hates she loves me 
Conflicted
Touched by hand of god bitch I’m gifted 
Sinning been all around me I resisted
I got hope like Bob & Whitney 
My

tell me how to rock
I've been watering my pot

I been working long days
Manifesting love and fame
Nigga ion a need a chain and i do not need a watch

You

a set
Morning by my side and eye love to see the 'jects
This is just a hood that we live upon the next
Damn
You get the message
This the type of the shit

sorry
No more explaining
I love you now
I could get you get you right
Make you fall in love by the night
Put me on ice cause I'm drippin
I'm flame I'm

tough you get out on a Stretcher
I be in the stu by my doly, I get this Cheese by my doly
Please don't try me you know that Shit on me
And I'm shooting my

Anxiety attack had me thinking I was gon' die
Got rushed to hospital in an ambulance
Heart beating so fast I couldn't handle it
By the time that it was

All hippies are dirty and ugly
They're all covered in fleas
We should hang 'em from trees
Round 'em up with me
Shoot 'em once in the knee
Drag 'em

Hold on t you took em too fast smash on the breaks skrt give em whiplash
By any means ima get me a bag might fuck around and go do a door dash
I'm up

it

That bitch say she hate me she know I'm a dog
I'm in the building with hammers like Bob
I do them donuts until I see fog
Blessing my lungs I smoke

meet
Ain't nobody helped me by this did it by my lonely
If yo homie wanna speak then spit some game and then well see
Counting Hundreds Fifty's,

heaven
By far the greatest session, I’ve had in studio, who would know the same session
Would be a blessing and turn me into the guy you know
I got love

gave me
I would bend her forward fold to Downward dog
Won't give her a chance to runner's lunge from it
She likes to fuck by candlelight
Rolls her eyes

Blunt, how I speak yah
So turn up these speak-as
Cuz I got the reasons
For niggas to believe yah
How you really feel now bruh
Thought I was a waste of love

Thinking Voyager 2 Type Things

Bob Geldof

The Vegetarians of Love

1990

the album "Vegetarians of Love"
*Written by Bob Geldof/Pete Briquette

if I never love again?
I don't need your honesty
It's already in your eyes
cnd I'm sure my eyes, they speak for me
No one knows me like you do
cnd

Deeper

DMX

The Desert Storm Mixtape: DJ Envy - Blok Party, Vol. 1 [Clean]

2003

couple of guns

The funds wasn't the issue, it was other shit
That had me flippin' on my brother's shit
Stealin' from my mother's shit
Cry by myself, I

seems.
i'll never win this race.
lucky me i've got the rain and the sky.
lucky me i've got bob dylan to get me by.
when no one else will sing.
lucky me

What A Wonderful World
Bob Thiel (as George Douglas)
George David Weiss

I see trees of green, red roses too 
I see them bloom for me and you 
And I