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remember gym class mile runnin pourin sweat/ MatchBox 20 yep and Alanis Morissette/ I remember open chest and recordin on cassette/ Free State who?! All day

The lonely psychogon
Music: Günter Werno  Lyrics: Andy Kuntz

I was born in the brain of science    
Epic recognitions built a ghost of me

1st & 10

Ludacris

Back for the First Time

2000

in circles
Did I do that or was it Mystikal and Urkel?

On to 7 AK 47, so what?
I got seven hoes stoppin' by at seven to fuck
Then put seven in

got the time to smoke this, hold this
Yo G, roll by in a blacked out TT, Megaman carry two gats easy
Seeing stars, and a mister wanna jack me
Jack me

of the ship's crew, barely alive,
reports being captured and nearly eaten by what he
describes as only the "Cat People"

Verse 1

Greetings I am know as Jungle

to be enslaved
By the emotions in mind
I fear I may not make it in life
Fear I may not make it by twenty five
Be as big as those I idolize
But fear has

My lyrics go to a strange place, I might start spitting about feet
Twenty one to thirty, all these soups are birdies
All these soups are birdies
Twenty

got the time to smoke this, hold this
Yo G, roll by in a blacked out TT, Megaman carry two gats easy
Seeing stars, and a mister wanna jack me
Jack me

Yea yea whoop
Turn this mothafucka up
I got diamonds on my wrist and all up on my hands huh
I keep grindin to the top I'm spending 20 bands huh
I

It is not about lyrics anymore
It's about a hot beat and a catchy hook

If we gotta dumb down our style and A-B-C it
Then so be it, 'cause nowadays

Wake Up Call

Open Mic Karaoke

Relient K, Vol. 1

2003

this world with a grain of salt
Jesus gave me a wake up call

"It's 3 a.m." she said, "Who are you, Matchbox 20?"
She said, "Are you getting rest?"

I'm tryna be the best so I'm testing my limits
While perfecting my lyrics by connecting with spirits
Letting you hear it cos I'm trapped at the minute

It is not about lyrics anymore
It's about a hot beat and a catchy hook

If we gotta dumb down our style and ABC it, then so be it
'Cause nowadays

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Bitch I'm 20 (woah)
Woo
Ain't that something yeah
Two decades and I'm still stunting
Can't slow down no I'm still running
You say you

Ha, ha, ha, whatcha laughin at?

Megaman up first
21 seconds oh shit
I ain't got no time to smoke this
Hold this, yo g
Go by in a blacked out TT

ganvoy is nice

Beat by me
Meet only girl

            						

I'm a Hunnid Percent
Poppin out paying no rent
Feeling like I might invent
Something that cost just a couple of cents
Write down some lyrics yeah

I'm tryna be the best so I'm testing my limits
While perfecting my lyrics by connecting with spirits
Letting you hear it cos I'm trapped at the minute

Original Lyrics

Boogie Down Productions

Edutainment [Edited]

1990

beautifully articulated 

Demonstrated by the never faded strong facial feature 

of the teacher, I am the teacher, you can check it 

The styles they're

glizzys
20 glizzys, 20 glizzys
20 glizzys
20 glizzys
Yert
My spirituality be my miracle balcony
Lenses of reality displaced by alchemy
Trauma
Tragedy

I ball like Kobe 20 Ginobili that's the life I'm living (From The 3)
I got a bag and bossed up on em' they say I'm acting different (What)
Come by

My whip water yo bitch water she drips like water my wrist water
Saucing when i trend lyrics on bruce lee wahtah
All i do is win lyrics on bruce lee

My whip water yo bitch water she drips like water my wrist water
Saucing when i trend lyrics on bruce lee wahtah
All i do is win lyrics on bruce lee

of the barrel duke
Get knocked out you'll fall with no parachute
Ya man had to carry you back to the car twenty shots flip your Malibu
We got lyrics for days we