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headache I need to find a medic
But there's no one to call and plus I got no credit
I feel the doubt is creeping in
I know I shouldn't let it
Plus I've been

JUST A KISS

Lying here with you so close to me
It's hard to fight these feelings
When it feels so hard to breathe
I'm caught up in this moment

fuckin my brain for a couple of days
You make me feel crazy from miles away
I'm running away, can't take any more
Never could make it how things were

was born in a manger
But thanks to the lust lies and all the danger
I've been confined by the hatred
I think that its time for the changin'
Saying

of my youth
Where I heard the shriek of angels and I saw the hellhounds loose
146 candles snuffed by treacherous winds
The hands of greed which locked

and bro, this is real life
Caught my nigga lackin' with that steel pipe
Ever since that day I never feel right
And these niggas be talkin' that talk, but

09. PREACHER MAN
(Featuring Going Home Anton DvorakMusic adapted by William Arms Fisher)Words: Debra LynMusic: Jeff Silverman(Debra Lyn MusicSESAC,

Gordon gaped at my acoustic Fender
"There's nothing like it, not one contender
And I swear to G-d above," he said
"I crave a try with that guitar I love!"

a gun just to rap or even think about pointing it at someone to show that you scrap
What the fuck is that man
I have a plan just follow me and get hit by

Tragedy of War (In III Parts)

Company Flow

Funcrusher Plus

1997

a lottery 
I'm not dead pilot a cropduster ahead of reservoir bound 
Drop the payload, cargo packed by the Dow Jones' 
Got your holed up in a marble chest

The wind rakes the leaves from the field for the third time in a minute  
For the third time I feel disappointed  
As they fall into meaningless

I'm stripping back the texture just like Tony Sly
An acoustic guitar and jumbled thoughts of you and I
And of the phone call where you broke down

real simply
I'm nice on the mic but my rhymes ain't friendly
Decapitate your team as one dueler
When I teach you how it feels to punch a knife right

Cigarettes in the morning
Walking hallways of this strange empty home
Cold whiskey in the evening
Every day now she's gone

Connemara's

'm surrounded by
A million people, I
I still feel alone
Oh, let me go home (let me go home)
Babe, I miss you, you know (babe, I miss you, you know)

Let me

Dead and Gone

Justin Timberlake

Now, Vol. 72

2009

feel the same way
Big Phil
This for you pimpin'

Ooh (hey) I've been travelin' on this road too long (too long)
Just trying to find my way back home

to live on

I sold my soul and couldn't buy it back
I'm going home
I took a walk and wandered off the track
To oblivion

In spite of how hard I have tried
I

I see a light, twisting and turning
I see a light, falling and calling
I feel a light, turning and burning
I feel the light, aching and breaking
I

(One, two, one, two, three)
By the time you get this message I'm leaving town
And breaking you down in my mind
You're some of a kind
On my way

the mic and I'm flowin' 
Keep your both ears open
By the universe, I'm chosen
Causing a commotion 
Beat is smoother than some lotion 
Quit the useless

Always asking if I'm doing things right
Trying to stay on the right path 
It's kinda hard like math
But you already knew that 
I feel like I can talk

Born in 95
but I feel like 92 
My daddy left me to survive 
now i'm throwing up my twos
I'm still a few inches alive 
and I'm standing on my twos
I

she curious she'll do anything to see
I respect cuz her scars show deeper than mine on me
Had to her take her home the way she grinded on me
She grindin

Beautiful and more extreme

"I'm waiting for the man
Twenty-six dollars in my hand
Up to Lexington 125
Feel sick and dirty more dead than alive
I'm waiting