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Blind Love

Emanon

Anon and On

it...
I just having myself collect my wealth
than we content to stay by myself
because follow this love game has be like going in circles
my big red hart

on a mission
Fuck her and duck her no time for a feature
Set it off, Frankie nem, gun in hand what’s the fuckin procedure
Sorry ho you ain’t my baby, you hoes

lets get it on
Keep me in ya Kevin Hart, you can ride along
You can be my Nina, think I got a love jones
Make it last forever I'm talking on and on
For

just asking for a friend

Just asking for a friend dear Lord, just asking for a friend
In the darkest of my hours Lord could You please take my hand?

I’ve never been one who doesn’t take full
Responsibility for his actions, but damn
I really don’t deserve this
If I hadn’t traded my blue Marc Jacobs

and Holy Spirit
I hold you nearest
My best friend, (Best friend)
Let the trumpets blow with your appearance
I can almost hear it
My best friend, (Best

the trap spot
(Trap spot)
Couple nights shovin' hard by my damn self
(Damn self)
By my damn self, out there by my damn self
I remember I was goin' hard by my

of the boogie, the beat

Now, what you hear is not a test
I'm rapping to the beat and me, the groove
And my friends are gonna try
To move your feet
You see I am

hoe kan je zeggen dat je van me houdt babygirl terwijl het niet zo is ?
ik zonder me af me hart super koud
in the hope that nobody will notice
I know

wide world to see
That we've always been and we'll always be
Best friends

I love you Jesus
Thank you, forgive me for my trespasses
As I forgive

overused, By the wrong people
Don't be confused by your friends, some be out for evil

I gave my best, I gave my all, And got a blank check
Can't trust nobody

the ville
Then I gotta go and get my mama up in the hills
Then I gotta get my daddy a brand new Benz
Nothin' for all you fake friends

Fake friends, fake

fresh, Para check
Easy money life, Film ist amireif
Echte Maschine mit Hunnis am Arm
Sie pumpen Kalazh jetzt universal

I kill for my bruda
I steal

alright for the shape I'm in
Sitting by a fire with some damn good friends
Willie on my left, Jack on my right
Blowin' that smoke on a Friday night

you calling
From that cell up in jail?
I don't have any friends and my pockets they can tell
So what's a friend?
See me
I don't got it
Friends snitched

You see this is my hip hop profession here to educate you all on this corrupt world
We living in called America I mean Babylon cuz they just babble

I'm rocking it HART, never skipping a beat-even when I sneeze
With no FEAR of amateurs
I'm prepping the pop world for combat like giving Britney Spears

drugs limelight
My man was blinded by the love up in his mind's eye
She broke my homie hart already like five time
I mean by now its on him ain't gon lie

, I’m surrounded by Chucky
I don’t have no friends, I’m surrounded by Chucky
Ex girl wanna suck me, her dude want to cut me
And my star want to bust me,

are part of my family 
Oh, my Best Friend

Oh thanks
To you my friend
Yes, really thanks
My only friend
I'm so happy to have you by my side
Oh, my Best

watchin', he just peekin' in
I know I made a promise that I'd never let the reaper in (Jesus)
But lately, I've been losin' all my deepest friends (Lord)

watchin', he just peekin' in
I know I made a promise that I'd never let the reaper in (Jesus)
But lately, I've been losin' all my deepest friends (Lord)

Beautiful Bliss

Auryn

The Live Session

2004

when I write lyric
That anvil night hard mine is bright knickers
Maybe not quite the star but my hearts in it
When Brett Hart meet Brett Favre

(Chorus)
Oeh sy knip oog laat my weet sy's by dit
Show me where to stick it
En ek plak dit soos Pritt
Diere maniere sy gee my olifant slurp
Olifant