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somewhere is trying to breathe Well you know what I mean It's a world gone crazy Keeps woman in chains It's under my skin but out of my hands I'll tear
Cuba cue to Snow Dogs 2: my har is Hardy Good Will Hunting for Extra Gold with the Secret in the Olde Miller Kneel to the Throne like you're a Snow
Time" "Lee Harvey Oswald was shot." "I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by
Half these niggas is my sons, nigga, Lil' Bronny Push me wrong while I'm balling, turn to Ben Wallace Bad hoes sit by me, be done hit yo bitch prolly Mir
there is no gravity here? Look up - the roof is gone and the long hand moves Right on by the hour. Look up - the roof is gone The roof is gone, the roof
need no clones Difference is I'm distant when I feel judgment no vibes I'm gone Bitch throw a fit and I'm off Bitch throw a fit and I'm off Hard for my
me to the moon They call me by another name but still, my name is June. Now I keep my head down, I don't look them in the eye Every dress I own is red
I'm hiding out and smokin' herb Because my boss is getting on my motherfucking nerves But I gotta take it 'cause it's cold outside (it's cold outside)
I'm hiding out and smokin' herb Because my boss is getting on my motherfucking nerves But I gotta take it 'cause it's cold outside (it's cold outside)
The cause of my problems My life is garbage and I'm 'bout to take it out on you Poof, then I'm gone, woosh I flee the scene like it was my last ride You
to talk to than you? The cause of my problems My life is garbage and I'm 'bout to take it out on you Poof, then I'm gone, woosh I flee the scene like
It's knowin' that your door is always open And your path is free to walk That makes me tend to leave my sleepin' bag rolled up And stashed behind
It's knowin' that your door is always open And your path is free to walk That makes me tend to leave my sleepin' bag Rolled up and stashed behind
It's knowin' that your door is always open And your path is free to walk That makes me tend to leave my sleepin' bag rolled up And stashed behind
made me blue. A man needs a woman that he can lean on, But my leanin' post is done left and gone. She's long gone, and now I'm lonesome blue. I'm
a laugh I tell you what I like Wildings at Christmas mate I grew up in Newport in the nineteen eighties Hanging by the castle with all my mates Sparking up
weighed down by your eyes of steel It's a world gone crazy Keeps Woman in Chains Trades her soul as skin and bones Sells the only thing she owns Woman in
It's knowin' that your door is always open And your path is free to walk That makes me tend to leave my sleepin' bag rolled up And stashed behind
Knowing is half the battle I promise you that this here you gone miss Because I'm a strong woman To the bone woman I'm digging you enough to sing a song
say Well I finally realised There was hunger in my stare In my mind I was swaying With the woman in the rocking chair But the lady I was living
It's knowin' that your door is always open And your path is free to walk That makes me tend to leave my sleepin' bag Rolled up and stashed behind
It's knowin' that your door is always open And your path is free to walk That makes me tend to leave my sleepin' bag Rolled up and stashed behind
It's knowin' that your door is always open And your path is free to walk That makes me tend to leave my sleepin' bag rolled up And stashed behind
so high I might land on a blimp Tryna sew these woes and handle my biz' I'm here til not and I'm gone till I'm back You wouldn't think that could
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