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the blood-red horizon
Stand anywhere we land

In the call of the wild, we are the thunder and lightning
In the roar of the fight, we are the sword in your

the blood-red horizon
Stand anywhere we land

In the call of the wild, we are the thunder and lightning
In the roar of the fight, we are the sword in your

shrubbery. And the land itself does not lag behind in this festival of colors and saturates the picture with pleasant sandy tones. This flat canvas

What U See Is What U Get

Xzibit

40 Dayz & 40 Nightz

1998

a nigga brain while you entertain trivial things
Material things, protected by the underground kings
Who rule the land with an iron fist
The Men in

the grave, in the grave

Was it for this the wild geese spread?
The grey wing upon every tide
For this that all that blood was shed
For this Fitzgerald died

to see you smile
Aint seen that in awhile 
You know me girl, romantic is my style
Whats yo style 
 
You want this
I promise
To give you all this

All

am, yeah who I am
I’m a real wild one
Catch me if you can, yeah if you can
Everybody wishin’ they could be this free
But I’m just doin’ me
I’m a real

Hula Girl at Heart

Jimmy Buffett

Take the Weather with You

2006

and butterflies
Children always seem to conjure
Images they recognize

In the land beside the ocean
Where romantics seem to dwell
Destiny can set in motion

They disturb my slumber deep
cnd I murmur in my sleep,
They go wild, simply wild over me.

Will the roses grow wild over me,
When I'm gone into the land

Romantic Interlude

Sir Mix-A-Lot

Swass

1988

crowds are paths that haunt me at night
Call them romantic dreams
But it's so realistic I toss and I turn
And I wake in a sweaty scream, ah!

Take a different path
And walk with me
Through the lands of the evergreen and into the wild
Where the mind is clear and the souls alive
Rejoice in

ram pa pam 
Ha, From the Wild West 

Out in the desert, tall cacti sway. A young gunslinger rides, fearless every day. Hat on his head, gun by his side,

The belief that a land will rise
And of glory be our dome
And hand of God will lead us home

All aboard kissed by the iron fist
We are sainted by

Mother Nature
She's your good friend
Hoping someone
Lands in good hands

Mother Nature
Verge of Insanity
Praying someone
Keep her heart alive

They

It's Your World (Part 1 & 2)

Common

Be

2005

they status on the streets
License plates that say they, motto 
This is Chicago in the heyday
Similar to Good Times, I guess that I was JJ
A skinny

rulin' over shit, not a thing
If I will, then it's spill
You a pawn in my game
Watch 'em kill, do a drill
While this prawn on my plate
All this hurt

you
But you abide by it
Blue & Whites flashing in my rear view
This is supposed to be the land of the free
I could spot fake love with a clear view

you can not see
Why can’t you just believe
That I know, where to go

Materialism
It’ll be the death of me

We are the wild ones
We are guided by our

Stealing and killing everyday is what is going on in my country yeah
But we the masses everyday to move on to the promise land
We're hoping everyday

it that you wild and you own it
But I'm wild in the moment
Saying shit I never told you
And we both moving like
It ain't no say so
Caught her by

I step
In this bih
They get to taking pictures
Picture I wasn't ish a lil while ago
It ain't just on me
It's in me lil momma
I'm talkin like
All in

by
The more my love will fade
The more the roses will die
But I'm a hopeless romantic and nothing you do
Will ever stop my heart from keep to loving

and correcting our course
We're gathering to care for this land we call home
And her nurturing places where the wild things do grow

So stoke up the fire with

the dark
Yessir

cnd I don't even know 
What ima want 
Sitting by my lonely in the dark

Like the “painting of stanczyk”
Started seeing things real romantic