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to this rap shit I'm the only nigga that make me proud
I feel like my dad
Treat every day like my last
Hustle hard and get that bag
Shake that weak shit off

say make I try 
I say make I feel am 
Wetin dey sup 
Ibadi is chocking 
Side by side 
We go dey alright 
When the money come we party all night 
Try

right
Pray to god I'm next cuz my fam tight
Since day one you ain't left mine
Got so much stress by the night time
Look up pray to god imma be fine
I'mma

alone i'm by myself
You're making my life a living hell
One day  you feel sorry
You see what you started

Leave me alone i'm by myself
You're making my

to loose, hoping one day my mistakes will make my jewels
I’m praying on my Knees but still nobody sees
The president going to carnivals, twisting his purple

you under, just listen
No I wont, give into corruption
I wont fall as a victim
So we grind to make a better day
Yes we came to pave the way
Everybody

than those Devas?

No Sire, not at all.

I want my king to be immortal.

So we can easily take down Devas with our great army.

My Lord...

By doing

to go make the bujj a hobby?
He name ain't Lucy but she nearly got killed by the bobby
Baby tryna do things properly, wanna fly tech, cocktails

thing
He only stopped by to make Bill Thaxton die
So he could add to his fame
"Go give Bill Thaxton a message
And tell him a killer's in town
Tell him

Open wide my wings
I've come to seize the day
Yes, I'm here to stay

No one to answer to
I play it by my rules
Gamble all or none
Is for me to do alone

of attention
I'm the grand fromage
And here she comes:
"Let's get a cup of coffee
Will you look at my manuscript?"
And I'm showing her my left hand
I'm

serious
We're gonna make it through
And find a better way
That works for me and you

Today walk up to somebody and talk to
Them find out how their day was

never come)
We shit'd in Santa's sack
Santa's my bitch, creepy cracker-ass witch
Quit spying on the kids, you perv, eat shit
(Imma Pa-rum-pum-pum-pummel

Angel

Rod Stewart

Changing Faces: The Very Best of Rod Stewart & the Faces

2003

sweet angel
Fly on through the sky
Fly on my sweet angel
Forever I will be by your side

Fly away, come back another day

Come on
Come on
Leggo

How'd I let (how'd I let)
The best thing in my life just up and vanish?
Goddamnit
Fucked up so good, girl, it's like I

no buttons don't play
Don't make me come off the waist
Wait
I got no time to be fake
I shine that light in they face
I'm strapped but I came with some

I been hurting but I got faith
I get by
Day by day
No Exercising got to watch my weight
I'll be great
All star game
Soon I'll be
Your top three
Found

Speaking for the young ones and the chasers
The ones that's misguided by their greatness
Holdin' on to fakeness
Scratch that deamon off it dont make

time you come round
Come round
Instead of being tore up
Tore up
I'm about to cop a bust down
And I'm going out with my niggas
Bout to have some fun

the gas don't mean I hit a break
Do what I do hate then they hate
Days of thunder Talladega nights make
Road to recovery a little hard on my faith
High speed

stress shit
Light a blunt to pimp my elevation
And time is never waiting
Hope to god I make it
When is it gon be my day, shit
I smoke this dope by my

If you'll Eva be with me
When you around
It's a hunnid degrees
Girl stop playing me
F*** with with my songs
Baby rock with me
Come spend the night
Baby

breeze, just you and me
So come on baby make your move

Pre Chorus:
So feel your heart flutter like the flamenco
Meet ya on the dance floor come on let's go

just you and me
So come on baby make your move

Pre Chorus:
So feel your heart flutter like the flamenco
Meet ya on the dance floor come on let's go