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need create
This the lingering of faith
Man, I'm scared of greater waste
Life is lady and I grab her by the waist
No lingerie

Tempt the tempest
Maybe

need create
This the lingering of faith
Man, I'm scared of greater waste
Life is lady and I grab her by the waist
No lingerie

Tempt the tempest
Maybe

need create
This the lingering of faith
Man, I'm scared of greater waste
Life is lady and I grab her by the waist
No lingerie

Tempt the tempest
Maybe

need create
This the lingering of faith
Man, I'm scared of greater waste
Life is lady and I grab her by the waist
No lingerie

Tempt the tempest
Maybe

havoc I'm no Superman that's Dwight Howard
Hitting 3s in the splash zone one after another
Not quite 22 whatcha gonna do it's Jimmy Butler motherfucker

with the
Yacht waiting by the shore, for sure
(now play)
Hey, she wears the shoes that allows
Her to walk on the stars
That’s when I pulled up in my

An Englishman in New York

Godley & Creme

Changing Faces

at menus in Olde English verse
"Ode to a burger" by Keats at his worst
The hissing of omelettes the breaking of legs
Don't shoot till you see the whites

feel no regrets
We started off casual walks through the park
Candle light dinners by dark, I'm thinking smart
Afraid she might think I'm in a rush

name
I'm so fascinated by your curves how you twirl give me some of that thang
They say I'm lost in this world but they words ain't bringing no change

Howard with the free throws
Never back down that's a "G" code, for the G's its a G-O
It appears i'm a G-O-D, amongst queers, never fear tho
Yo, stop

wanna be where the wave hits the shore
Right by the sea down in El Salvadore
Rababa Boy I’m ready to go
Giggy up giddy up romeo
Giggy up giddy up romeo

In Other Words

Geoff Tate

Face to Face

2006

[Geoff Tate // Lead Vocals & Backing Vocals]
[Jeff Carrell // Electric Guitar]
[Howard Chillcott // Synths, Steinway Piano, Loops & Backing Vocals]

me too I might send the hoe flowers fuck in seconds kick her out in a hour she get on my line then I block her like Howard

I'm done starving now I'm

a king. 
I’m the CEO, call me Terrence Howard. (Empire)  
I ain’t got a second just to smell the flowers. 
Y’all tryna cop a few dollars, I’m spawning

get shot by my white dudes  

I just tossed a brick and I'm feeling Ice cube 

Got yo bitch on dick  

And I ain't have to try to  

Yo bitch on my dick

and ride off the shore

She say's she know i'm poppin
She saw the money comin'
Yeah i'm the feild andidlali
Yeah I'm ballestic so barmy
Niggas just stay up

when you see me
I ain't plotting I ain't scheming
Unless I'm getting my Ben Banneker on
I step outta the boat trying to handle the storm
Woo! Good God
It

you how real power come
Really you a coward, son
You need to build an empire
You be Terrence Howard, son
You just want the Cookie
I'm a show you how we

the rug
Because one day it’s gonna be soaked in by the floods
In the lobby of this complex who’s lower condo is now host to an aquarium
The overwhelming

the bonnie braes of Scotland to the shores of Waikiki
There I met my hula lassie who stole away me kilties
And left her hula skirt with me
When I'm playing

this shit steady dumping
Full court press I'm in love with the hustling
Mans getting spanked bro you better jump in
Came by himself we ain't with

I might be too far gone than I wanted
But I can still see the flame
Far from the shore
Do work with the time that I'm allotted
Take a deep breath

like I'm a spook
An some mistake me for cooke
But I'm just drunk off coochie juice
Who shoot raheem who got the juice
Micheal keatin beatle juice
Howard

Lik-like-like-like we always do
About this time

Ha! You know we got you open, don't front
You know the name by now
You know what we want
Come on, 7,