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We all live and die
We fight so long to rise against the pain
Too much bloodshed on our streets
We wash our hands, we're dripped in rain
Tryna make

crack brap clack click
Your jammy is jam shit hand no hand in your
Handlers handywork you hand thick klick
Click your remote click the revolt
If you ain’t

my wank mags
I had a massive pile my eyesight is failing
I've got hairs on my hands
All because I can't stop
Playing with my glands

My mum was so very

the Lady home
Rolling home in a rusty tub
And the mast has gone to wreck
We are rolling home on a rusty barque
So I need all hands on deck
We are rolling

ON AND ON

GETTING READY FOR THE END OF ALL
DON'T KNOW IF I CAN MAKE IT RIGHT
GETTING READY FOR THE END OF ALL 
LET'S TEAR DOWN THE WALLS

TAKE MY HAND MY FRIEND WE

When should I wash the smell of you from my hands?
I've a bottle set by for the afternoon but I've yet to make my plans.
I been trying to clean up,

Let’s start the party tonight
Move your body in the club esta noche
In the club feeling dance your hands up
Muevelo mami rompelo
Let’s start

Let’s start the party tonight
Move your body in the club esta noche
In the club feeling dance your hands up
Muevelo mami rompelo
Let’s start

feel the tears as I slide

I'm a man, I'm a man, I'm a man, I'm a man, I'm a man
I'm a man, I'm a man, I'm a man, I'm a man, take my hand

Save me from

worries. tell me your sorrows
Praise me for I am your God
Nothing you're facing is out of my control
I am the one who holds your hand

Let not your heart be

Nå er jeg på vei til himlens land
Frelst jeg er Jesus har grepet min hånd
Djevelens makt er brutt Trelldomstiden er slutt
Jeg er blitt rik jeg er

your time before our
Dreams they start to fade its like a castle
Build in the sand
Until you are standing with a
Ticket in your hand
And nothing but

gods, good kings, good popes
Good patriots and statesmen
Damn the whole world for standing up

And the passion hangs with one
Hand on the trapeze
We can't

for
The waves were just being parted

I've only seen a piece of the picture
It's getting clearer
When I can't see Your hand
I will trust Your heart

aye
Get out the loaded, just scrape on 'em
GrewSum, get out the loaded
Just scrape on 'em

I want someone whenever I get my hands on
Like a little piece

the fans of the realness
Throw up your hands in the
Air if you feel this
I keep on to maintain tradition the same
Never change as long as they stay listenin'

- 6 - 6, that’s the number
I am the angel of death i am the upper hand
I am the god of war i am the boogeyman
I am your fear i am the monster
6 - 6 -

Take me down to the bed of the river 
 Blood trivia, suicide thinker 
 Hands tied, they\'re tightly vowen 
 Spirit rythm I\'m pure and chosen… I want

the hardest trials 
 But you don’t have to be afraid 
  
 Take my hand 
 Now’s the time to have some faith 
 ‘Cause this is the way to see the light 
  
 Runnin

Sundown, wine and repeat of The Ocean song
Blame it on Hawley
Could I possibly
Have let go of your hand
Back there on the island

Before you did what

fly 
  
 So take my hand, my hand  
 And lead me to heaven 
 And take my soul, my soul  
 Let's make it happen 
  
 Because take my hand  
 take my soul

the block
Up with my hands tied

Me and my niggas gon' off shit, off shit
Off shit, off shit, off shit, off shit
Off shit
Me and my niggas gon' off shit, off

electrocuted
We getting stacks, ain't no time to relax
Dropped a hundred on some scallops
Eating dinners for snacks
Hand made Cubans, hand made pastas
Hand held

refrain
What the fuck's a co-sign? That
Sound like a new fan
Fam I been in this shit you
Acting like I just grew hands
Grip that bitch with two hands