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My way, my own
My way, my own
My way, my own
My way, my own

Frank Sinatra, my path
Started back in that class
Stretched steel in my hands
Pluck

spiked out, I can trip a referee, 
 Tell by my attitude that I most definitely from… 
  
 In New York, 
 Concrete jungle where dreams are made of, 
 Theres

time on you

I know you're lurking on my music and can see that I'm hurt
And worse, I wish that the roles were reversed 
Immerse you in your feelings by

impeded in your head! You're dead on contact

The headline in the post the next day reads, "Man killed by best friend"

People cut the article out and they

spiked out, I can trip a referee, 
 Tell by my attitude that I most definitely from… 
  
 In New York, 
 Concrete jungle where dreams are made of, 
 Theres

Frank Sinatra
Now I gotta get a move on 
With Old Blue Eyes singing That's Life

Paintings on the north wall
Winged beast on your eyebrow 
Beauty in

road to all my friends
cnd I won't ask again
Hey father, son and holy ghost
Where is Frank Sinatra when we need him most
Forever haunting a casino

but it's all love, it's true
I think you ballin' chilling feeling like u doing it all 
But then ur context is inaccurate ur reasoning's flawed, let's

the way it's gotta be
You and me, baby, for eternity
I'm a normal guy, normal life
Just a guy who's gotta dream
In my dream you're my wife
I'm not capping

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ABBA

Thank You for the Music [Box]

1995

that's all
Just a feeling that you're watching me
Aah, every move I'm making
Am I reading your mind
'cause it's almost like your touching me
Aah,

never was good at soccer 
Hotter than Opalocka
You boys is comedy we shake hands it's like meeting the Fockers 
I'm just Frank no not Sinatra 
I can jazz

But I mix it up with soul and pour it through my talent
Life for me is like a Frank Sinatra big band ballad
You know, brim tilted, black n white,

the universe got my back then some
Frank Sinatra lifestyle is how I'm tryna stunt
I told y'all niggas
I'm a one of one
Reaching deep pockets inside my mind for

Menacing arch in the corner of my lip, inexplicable Frank Sinatra Fit
Emotionless expression through the essence of poetry, updated foreigns and fashionable

Southern eagle, (?)fuck 'em all mane, we don't fly in fear
I grew up in the city where they figured they can kill dreams when they kill king
To get their

bitch I'm a mobster
I'm Frank Sinatra meets Silkk the Shocker

I make 'em say uh, Whodi what's up?
Na-na na-na, I'm still not done not giving fucks
D.F.Y.

Easy to say when you're not in it
I been working, grinding, trying just to get ahead
Been relying on my 9-5 to give me bread
But now time's been flying

wasn't chasing skirts
Now I'm the kinky Mr Clean
Lyrics PG-13
Now I sing like Frank Sinatra off of methamphetamines
I'm going crazy in the club
Hard

mascot
Red and blue loyal, don't care about money
Faculty switch sides yea it's all about the money

Somewhere over the rainbow
Bluebirds fly
And the dream

offspring
Frank Sinatra with a glock and a bottle of vodka
I smoke more Kush than grannies with glaucoma
Take night walks through the catacombs you're never

they be getting jealous
But you keep it suitable I'm thinking suit and tie
Anything is doable when you be feeling fly
Pack a bag, and then come widdit

know how
My life's like a blue dream
Living in a blue scene
Covered in a blue hue
Complicate my worldview
Now I'm feeling so blue
Blue, blue, blue, blue

Wait

Group 1 Crew

Outta Space Love

2010

know ya
(until I know ya)

Yea huh
Let me hear the song that sync
I wonder what song she'll sing
Would it be your Frank Sinatra hit or maybe a tune by

until I’m feeling weak!
When I’m tipsy my meek singles shit on beats,
I’ll subliminally beat a thief beef to bleed the streets!

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