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you could fill them with
Hands held by you
I bring your laugh to life
Through the memories in my mind
The colours you paint my skies,
You're everything

patience 
I know you said that, that you love me 
But can I really be that trusting


You're the one I'm waiting for 
clways picking up my phone 
Will it

Wrapped inside my hand
The memories
Of what we had go passing by
I hope we'll never say goodbye

That's the dreamer that's
How I'm known around the block
I

Probably think I'm crazy
Pulled over by police
They want me locked up
Illegally searched
Everything they say
Sounds so rehearsed
Hands behind your back
Now

hand, babe
But I’m running away
So it should’ve could’ve would’ve been
cause I’m always alright
when you’re by my side
But i don’t wanna love you
No I

worth it
Someone take me by the hand, take all that you can
Take me by the hand, take all that you can
Take me by the hand, take all that you can
Take me

Did a lot of dancing at deja 
Both Hands on the body of a stranger 
Looked me in dead in the eyes
In danger 
Man tried to call but her phones mteja

by the truth I spew. 
Tryna box me in with some goof type troops, 
Like y’ all ain’t hear my voice up on that TV, 
Like y’ all  hear my voice on them

First around the corner
So you know the Rent's due
Smoking Southern California
Sell them by the six too
Get off my ass and get it
Hope you do

that I like to ignite
Show me love all day long, but at night don't be shy
Wrap my hands round your body, your body on mine
Just breathe in exhale out

physical
I didn’t mean for you to
Make my hands Shake
Gimme bellyache
Make my heart break
I’m Tryna let you go by getting physical
But he ain’t giving me

(no, no, no)
They all crazy (yeah)
They need to stay up out our lane, yeah

Know this shit might look wild to them
But it ain't for them to get

Crybaby

Tech N9ne

Killer

2008

if it wasn't on gospel, apostle
Or written in the Bible, then it go
So when they tell the baby don't do something then I end up doing it anyway

Why Am I the One

Jeff Bhasker

Some Nights

2012

I got enough on my mind
That when she pulls me by the hair,
She hasn't much to hold onto.
She keeping count on her hand:
One, two, three days

Flood/Disgustipated

Tool

Undertow

1993

stood up there was goo all over your clothes.
Your hands were sticky.
You wiped them on your grass, so now your color was green.
Oh Lord, why did

out my seat tho
On their neck won't let up
Use my hands as a weapon
You will think this shit a set up
shhhh
My pen ambidextrous
They be amazed the ways

slowly banging 808s
It's okay
Cuz I know we gon shine, yeah
Thank God I'm back up in the states
Thank God just for the day
I could've lost my mind, yeah

with your hands
I’ma get hoes up, never gone fold up
All of these bro’s, they my fam
I’ma stay shining, should’ve shit diamonds
Hit the light like I’m

Wow Celine bad got her wet she need a coaster
She pooping on the gram I blew it up and made a poster
Ridding electric she love to test her road

Black cat cross path all day
But I still be above where the asphalts paved
Strut by trynna' keep my back up straight
Send love to my neighbor tip my

down and need a hand no bodies gonna show love
I grew up and realized it’s up to me if imma change my life
I left a couple niggas in the past and now

to face, I mean what do I say
(Hello)
I'm still lost, I'm still growing up, but going up I'm never stopping
Really feeling like I'm popping
Really feeling

make me risky, years and years that go by quickly
Pick up pace, it picks up swiftly, in this moment, veiled so thinly, so revealing
Count my lucky stars,

approach the counter
East Orange police had the whole damn stop surrounded
Put your hands up! Put em where we can see 'em
These cops really ran down on us,