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the cigarette
And act like a true girl
Well, listen
Well, the modern world is not so bad
And not like the students say
In fact I'd be in heaven
If you'd
He was on his way home from Candletop.
(He'd)Been two weeks gone and he thought he'd stop
At Webb's and have him a drink 'fore he went home to her.
of constant effort
One could prove their spot
Rosalee
The times are spinning
So damn fast
You'd think they'd stopped
Could it be
You'd stand
In one
Park
Well don't you want to see me ever again?
If not I'll meet you on the astral plane
Astral plane for late at night
The astral plane or I'd go
me
If you should discover this dream is for two
We'll I'm gonna tell you girl
I'd light a candle every day
And pray that you'll always feel this
tell that you are in the air. You’d feel the yawning gulf grow wider. You’d feel the dwindling fuel for your lungs so your breaths would slow. You’d be
Keepin' it real, world wide, baby
Limp Bizkit's in the house, so bring it on
I'd like to dedicate this song to you
For makin' my dreams come true,
And wondering why it's me you're wronging
I tell you I mean it
I'm all for you body and soul
I can't believe it
It's hard to conceive it
That you'd turn
And wondering why it's me you're wronging
I tell you I mean it
I'm all for you body and soul
I can't believe it
It's hard to conceive it
That you'd turn
on a dock pushing off of dry land
I need a lake, a little bit of bait
I'd even take a creek
I'm tired of all these concrete streets
We were running down
No, I can't imagine what a world would be
Without you
I'd always be alone
Without you
I don't know where to go
I can't imagine what a world would
Used to be you'd see my face on wanted posters
All over this town, mm
For leading lovers on until the dawn
Just ridin' in and rollin' out, mm
I
I'll tell you right here if I was Shane McAnally, what I'd do
I'll tell you what I'd so, I'd put it right here, I'll put it
(Lets go)
I like
Remember
On avait vingt ans pour la vie
Les annees qui passent ne nous ont pas connu vieillis
Ou sont nos reves d'avant
Maintenant que I'on vit
R.I.P.
you'll see P.N.D.
a Punk nigga deceased yeah
and the bitch that was yours will be mine buddy
all because ya woofed on a nigga that was nutty
and I
There's guns across the river aimin' at ya
Lawman on your trail, he'd like to catch ya
Bounty hunters, too, they'd like to get ya
Billy, they
on me
He covered up the ones I'd gotten years ago
Back in prison when I was just Dave Coe
And I wasn't famous then and I wasn't free
You know I grew up
Learning how to rock'n'roll
Billy on his way to school
Didn't care too much about the teachers and rules
But he had a plan he said he'd try it one
me where'd all the good times go?
Yeah, won't somebody please tell me, where'd all our good times go?
Used to take you out to dinner, the finest
dead I probably should've stayed in school
Another Generation X who somehow slipped up through the cracks
Oh they'd love to see me fall but I'm already
kidding, it's hard to move like a civilian
I write the truth 'causae I live it, not like you musical niggas
We did it big and they bigots, they'd rather
ain't no backslider
But my people were told they'd prosper in this land
Still, I know some who've never seen the ocean
Or set one foot on a velvet bed
Uh (Hit-Boy)
OG Talk
Project halls
40 Side where a nigga seen it all (for real, for real)
I can send niggas a slide
I'd rather show them
I'd die all day and every night just to miss ya
Ooh, I'm falling for the first time
Heart is gonna flatline
Now I can't even look at you
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