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called my phone like
"Holla they sayin' Cassidy let Calicoe
Hear his rounds for you" i'm like
"So? Like that's gon' save him"
Well at the face off I was

his hoe
Her other one got caught by 12 with his pole
Valentines supposed to be love and she spending it alone
What happened to the love where did it go

the last bullet for my name
Watch this hale of bullets fly
Watch this hale of bullets maim
Twisted by the mania
That spirals through her mind
Blissful anger,

Fugue for Tinhorns

The Andrews Sisters

50th Anniversary Collection, Vol. 2

1990

figured at five to nine
But look at Epitaph, he wins it by a half
According to this here in the Telegraph
Epitaph, Valentine and Revere
I got the horse

would just die side by side
Always tellin you the truth
I'm never gonna lie
Imma give you my heart
Never makin you upset
Bullet Valentine
Until my very

am from the undead you're in love with a ghoul
Guess I never even ever had the time
Taking bullets for my valentine
Your heart is so white and pure

Stray bullet flesh wounds
So I gotta change my aim for Cassidy
I sit calm (sitcom) so I can puncture flesh
Not just graze (Grey's) Anatomy
If this was

feel the vibe Halloween the mood so I don't want no valentine
I just want a bag of bullets, chopper with a nine
I might go and trick or treat for

at the bullet
Till my
Valentines Valentina
I'm the smoke
Breathing out speakers on
Your beat-box
Like a fog machine
Creeping in
Between the tree tops
This not

Fugue for Tinhorns

The Andrews Sisters

The MPL's Treasury of Songs: The Standards

1992

figured at five-to-nine
But look at Epitaph, he wins it by a half
According to this here in the Telegraph
Epitaph, Valentine and Revere
I got the horse

I remember where I was this time last year
The smell of the crisp winter air
When your name first lit up my phone
I found someone I could call my

you 'til the river run dry
I just wanna know that when I wake you're by my side

Fighting for me baby ride or die so lets fly
In 'n out of space

the hood, ducking the bullets
Any day could be your last, live to the fullest
Nigga speaking down on me, get a load of this
Let a bitch do what she want, you

Ouu baby little light of mine Will You be my Valentine
Seen you Vulnerable had to Capitalize Cause on today you don't have a guy
Said ouu baby little

Oh my sweet Valentine this gift is made for you
A red ribbon to wrap around your neck
Walks off the edge with her last breath
She hangs and says
Oh

the pit's nigga I send him 10
For stinking you go in that box
That's what I put D odor in (deodorant)
My white boyi said what y'all
Don't like them bars?
I

I finessed a dude named Robert for a Honda Accord
I just scammed an old white man and his name was George
I just knocked out the bank lady like my

I wanna make you mine 
So let's not waste no time
Shawty show me a sign 
You'll be my valentine  
I wanna make you mine 
So let's not waste no time

Yes Sir, I Will

Crass

Christ the Bootleg

1999

and beaten into submission
By family, church, school and state.
From then on we're easy game for the powermongers.
Like pathetic circus dogs we hunt out

for my village, yeah
I do it for my pe (Aye, yes, sir)
And the blood drippin' by the gallons (Grr)
Dolo in the whip, I solo any clique
It's not

life
No I don't gas light
I'm on my zone right
I'm in my home nights
With my own last Vic
This Is my last fight
Check if the cash light
Get your own ass

Jaja, jaja
Yeah, the family (come back again)
The last bullet
Yeah, yeah, stand up motherfuckers (Listen up)

Trust in this i say
The last bullet

(Ohh, take a bullet for you, on my life)

Put that on my life
I would die for you baby, no lie
If they came shootin' baby just know
I would take

spine
My lady laugh creepy
This the last fucking time
That you play with my heart
Mr. Sad Valentine
They say love ain’t a game
It’s pain that’s fine
But I