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mine
Been runnin' for too long (Wizzle F. Baby, bitch)
It's time to give me mine

See, money is the topic, baby
See, I'm a giant, all these other

Confederate Flag

Insane Clown Posse

The Marvelous Missing Link (Lost)

2015

your rebel flag
You get punched in your faces reppin' the racists

Confederate flag
F-f-f-f-fuck you
Confederate flag
F-fuck you-f-f-fuck you

two)
And you can meet me on the other side
Everything you wanted, times two (oh, oh)

F-f-feel it, f-f-feel it (for you)
F-f-feel it, f-f-feel it

aunque mañana amanezca en comisaría

F**k the police
F**K
F**k the police

F**k the police
F**K
F**k the police

F**k the police
F**K
F**k the police

No

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׀F;姑娘真o02;亮
她温柔又善ࠦF

镜中那٢F;O

我ؓF;是那蓝天上洁白的云和鸟

Don't Trip

Trina

The Glamorest Life

2005

Go by the name of Weezie F.
An fuck 'em out the belly store with ten bags?
Fly as a muthafucka girly on my staple
'Cause her friends say I'm a tummy

I don't give a f*** about nothing
F*** ya momma
F*** ya daddy
F*** ya cousin
F*** ya brother

I'll kill em all, one man with one choppa
And about ten

C        F        C
Like a bird high on the Wing
F        C
Clouds in the wind
F                     E
Like a river I was made to move
F       E

F25;补-王某不O1A;rap
F5C;词：王某不O

人•F4;这一遭
F5C;词：木杰
F5C;ٯ

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幸ޘF;的日子是我长长;的思念
像一XF6;茶O

那天夜里梦里遇见F60;_
总让我着迷
F

一觉醒过来听一首F

远处ॉF;声响起O

我为F60;打开一扇门在下雨的黄昏

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6. Gethsemane

a. Gethsemane
b. The oily way (instrumental)
c. The night goes on
d. Night dust I (instrumental)
e. How could you
f. Night dust II

Am.                           C 
Aquieta minh'alma eu preciso ouvir Tua voz
Am.               C 
Meu anseio,Te desejo 

F.        G.          C.

They tryna take away my soul Like John F. Kennedy
I can’t I sleep, This Shit to deep, I’m really drowning in this shit
Time is ticking, niggas trippin,

you mean

Call me Yung F. in the booth I'm a problem
Step up on the track give me some beats and ima stomp em
Fehl up in the back that's my nigga he