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the path feels alot like a trail

if i can run through the woods and speed like the light
i'd find the answers to why and be back by tonight
if i could fly

Hotter than sun, colder than rain
Colder than rain
Whats with the world, everyone's changed
Everyone's changed
Open your hearts sing me your words

Red laces big booted like I’m Iraq bound
That frown will get you ate by
My cannibal from Sac Town
So relax pal, pat down, gat down, bat down
Blackout

cancer patients determination and hope seem to run course adjacent
My days spent training in the warm hot sun
Only reward adoration though I'm scorned by

Not too much
Just sum slight
Yea don't it sound nice like

Orange rays in the sun light
Or ice cream when its real hot
Don't it sound nice
Don't it

Have My Cheese

Money Mark

Thugs Are Us

2001

be's
If anything missin' get a hole in your knees
Freeze
I might talk low but I don't stutter
Hot ones go right through like butter
If you feel like

at the sun
Mamacita you the one
I ain't no singer, but I won
I'm a mess baby, I'm hot man (Sike)
And for all my hits I'm a hostage (Like)
And without my SPIN

deckin', rubber neckin' in my tomb
Check it out yo, I smile like Groucho Marx
I make a joke, hokey pokey, and slide by like egg yolk
Play me like a punk like

Because
Guard up your dogs
You know we coming in hot
It's going to take
All of us together
Clean it up the mop
We going to act like we is chilling

Yeah
Side by side
One at a time
LSK
Raised from the dead
Bitch I feel alive
I'm heating up
Just like the sun
Nigga I'm a rise
Told my opps
They got 2

while i sat by
I sigh, I look up at the sky
You forgot who i am
Ima smooth little cat
But im sneaky like you had a bunch of mice

You forgot who does

We stayed up late enough
To see the sun come up
With every touch I seem to fall
More and more in love
It's the little things that mean a lot
A lot

Huh
New York City

When the sun goes down
No man is safe

Yeah, when the sun goes down, it's when the muggers are out
Runnin' about, can't talk, gun

Before your trip is done
Keep a lookout for that phantom roadster Racing the rising sun

In the mists of my rear view mirror headlights struck like

Come up to the turf and Imma beat a motherfucker's ass
Spit like sucker Sylvester y'all suffering succotash
Hotter than the sun don't need to give

eyes
It's like everyone left but you and me (oh, na, na, na)
In our own little world
The music is the sun
The dance floor becomes the sea (oh, na,

sipping champagne by the beach
Not Elegushi
Men are scum
Yeah you can never trust them
Especially the ones saying I'm not like the rest of them
Just as soon

spray, too
Hot July summer beside you

Free flying like birds way up high
Cool breeze passing by
No worries, no storms in the sky
With you by my side

Baby

Pharrell Williams

In My Mind

2006

the weekend
Seafood eatin', I heard you like Red Lobster
You the type might like to sun bathe
Jump off the yacht and jet ski the runway

I give it to you

Baby roll your window down, let a little pretty in
The sun is shining like you, that's a throne you're sitting in
We got the perfect day to do

the morning sun

And at the break of dawn, the break of dawn

The sunshine, its a new day, a new day, a new day


Yeah I can feel the hot sun rising

Bumping

on
Up every night I Keep meeting the sun
Passing the hoes I be playing the one
See my potential you know I'm the one
Out of the galaxy hot like the sun
If

Nuketown Valley
Holy cow I been cooking in the sun
Looking at the temp
It's a big one
Followed by a one and a one
Hot dammit I'm hot
Pulling up yeah

the world
The sun still shine

Long Live Don Pee
A1 day 1 met him on the keefe
Treat him like a brother
His beef was my beef
But I was into books
And he was