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act. And so it's a very old song, 100 and something years old. I think it was more than 100 years old. Steve couldn't believe that us Brits were talking
coupe swerving
You see me taking off soaring, roaring
Racing the Lamb vision distorted soul exported woah
I'm feeling more morbid now that "KCtheKiDD" is
too
I mistook you
For a real artist
More like steal artistry
Give it back to me
Imma fiend
For the schemes
And the grammar
Bright Yellow Hammer
More Than Words - Clementine Duo
(original version by Extreme)
Saying I love you
Is not the words I want to hear from you
It's not that I want you
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"You
to the brothers
Smile, you little human, smile, for you're sane.
By the way, what's sanity? They don't care about it.
In fact, they worry about nothing. They
I, love.
The love that u give, cause your love so good.
I, love.
Your energy, your vibe.
Cause it feeds my soul and mind.
I, love.
The way that you
No longer foul like an Eagle, I'm adoring Him
No longer exploring other options. I'm all in
The young version of Alicia Key's, I'm falling for His love
What?
Back to back Benzes, with the Wild Gremlins
Gaultier style lenses, talents in the .40 cal
This is life now
Let me find out, you want
just my sneakers, but it was more (it was more)
You are so special, oh yeah, you got all our features
Just know daddy loves you and there's so much life
supported you like a weight bench
Without me you're defenseless you better face it
You ain't show me love when you was at your apex
Getting paychecks up
kick it live
'Cause it's more that a style, it's conceptual genius
My effect on the scene is to project that I mean this
You deadbeat, wait until
here before
Look at the momma, you seen tears before?
Pain bright and early
Rain, sleet, hail, snow, worry
More storm barricade the city
a neurosurgeon, operatin wit a purer version
I write prescriptions, of words that fit in
The thought gets prescribed, as I kick it live
Cause it's more that
I got my own flaws too
We all human so don't let the ubsa judge you
Raised by horny teens who would fake love you
Dark skin starting to think that
in kindergarten
We was more closer than a hand and glove
This is what you call real puppy love
When we'd go trick or treating, I would carry her bag
that
You had to get woken up
By a huge backslap
To the face by a case of the drowsies
Feeling lousy and pouty
Because now you're all crossed up
a smile that bloom? (Bloom)
Before you load that gun and shoot, just know that she be needin' you
The best version of you too (bah)
I would write more
place
Praying for love
But I know it's a stretch
So I'll become the version
Of me that's the best
Praying for love
But I know it's a stretch
So I'll
be descriptive
Like tell her how you love her eyes brown
And how you can keep her from being approached by a clown
And tell her how her lips look
If
can get the streets
They know I'm another version
They know I'm a murder beast
Your chain standing along
Gotta keep some niggas with you mean
That you
Come you sinners poor and needy,
Weak and wounded, sick and sore,
Jesus ready stands to save you,
Grace requires nothing more,
I will arise
y'all rat bitches sound garbage
While me and Ross like the hood version of bombings
Bars give me style like when you steppin in my
The 38 special in my
[Chorus]
I'm ready for war
I do it for sport
I kick in the door
Say less and do more
I pray to the lord
Why are you testing me dog
I got the force
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