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the bottle down and then turned to search for the doorway that would
By memory, lead her toward the phone next to her chair in the living room
A straight

this the remix

We back on our bullshit been about 2 years
Thought that by now that I'd quit
But to those who doubted me
Call me trash like algae
Gotta

nothing

You can't even back out the hammer cause your pants too tight
You so-called shooters wouldn't even shoot dice
Flow, sick, flu type, true life
This

Ghetto Symphony

Snoop Dogg

No Limit Top Dogg

1999

bitch
Goldie Loc,
My nephew Silkk the Shocker
Oh yeah, we got something for the ladies too
Mia X, run this bitch

Lyrical arsonist, lady alligator

can do the sh- too (too) (ooh, ooh)

Hey, snap ya fingers, do ya step
You can do it all by yo' self
Let me see you do it, ayy
Let me see you do it,

The Story

Bun B

Trill

2005

was signing to Jive

Dropped, "Too Hard to Swallow" "A Pocket Full of Stones"
Put the remix on "Menace" shit we had it going on
Got, love in the streets

The Story

Bun B

Trill

2005

you know we was signing to Jive

Dropped, "Too Hard to Swallow" "A Pocket Full of Stones"
Put the remix on "Menace" shit we had it going on
Got,

hiding, got a album on the way
Spend a bag to feel okay and get it back by today
Dancing with my demons, different reasons
Feel like earth is anemic, too

looking over me
Wind in my hair, I was there, I remember it all too well

Photo album on the counter, your cheeks were turning red
You used to be

wanna be loved by you
I wanna be loved by you
It's driving me crazy

I save my nudes instead of
Sending them to you
(It's driving me crazy)
Got an album

Barton Harlow
The Black Keys Brothers El Camino
Camp by Childish Gambino
Awaken My Love is amazing too
Modest Mouse Good News For People Who Love Bad News

All Too Well

Taylor Swift

Red

2012

looking over me
Wind in my hair, I was there, I remember it all too well

Photo album on the counter, your cheeks were turning red
You used to be

I'm too young to let this life go
I still want another day
Tokyo or San Francisco
All the things I always say
You can best believe
B**** I'm nonstop

just gotta win
I got some stories to tell
My head is swell
Been doing too well
Been Saved by the bell
Screech!
These are the wheels
I handled my cards

the model walking in Manhattan (Ha)
This what you dream when you're
About to get up
You jumping, four walls in the place
You get stuck
You feel it's a sin in

guess I gotta move to Manhattan 


I hope you know I'm not trying to put one by you 
You know I know you gotta go as far as I do 
And I am thankful for

I'm drinking coffee by the window
While you're still fast asleep my love
From a 20th floor hotel room
I can see for miles

Manhattan skyline still in

drank too much on Broadway
We talked and we laughed and I fell for you
I just want one more day
But the night passed by in the blink of an eye
After that

at the mall, shoot hoops too
Whole crew rockin' suit's made by Bruce Bruce
And my wood wheel is a blue spruce
(It's a blue spruce)
Damn, okay, RiFF, feel me?

I Don't Know What It Is

Rufus Wainwright

Want One

2003

done away by the crossing hands

We'll heading for Poland or limbo or Lower Manhattan
Find myself running around
I don't know what it is
To get me

to draft
Morning cartoons went by super fast
Wanna hit up Dexter and check on his lab
Hope he don't use his shit to trap
Days gone too fast, put it on my

a Lisa then get cocked, right?
Every hero zeros by the privilege of the lark's plight 
Pillage scrape and scrimmage makes a killin as a part time 
Separate

and Manhattan
Brooklyn, Shaolin, the Bronx, and Long Island
(Picture me ridin') (Yeah)
(Picture me ridin')
Yo sit back! Let me tell what New York meant to me

From Brooklyn to Manhattan, racing fast between the lines
By flying birds and trumpets, through yellow lights and blurry signs

But I missed the last bus