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Miss You

Mariah Carey

Charmbracelet [UK Bonus Tracks]

2002

yeah)
Say you can't judge a book by the cover 'til you open it up
Past hot, we was more like lava-ble (uh huh)
Used to chill and the smoke didn't

I’ve been thinking, laughing, smiling at the times when we all cared
Looking back I wish we sat down in the old maple wood chair
Time is gone
It's

henny finna be a staple
On my rose city shit, mixin’ up henny wit da maple

You better get your booster seat cause henny be on top of this
Into your town,

to repeat the sins of the past

Imperialist strategy to manipulate us
Deployed by various actors
A domestic and global stage with multiple factors
Divide

of your lives have led you up to this
Driven, if not by fame, then avarice
Thaumas in rage, salacious
Thirsty for blood berates us

Darkness surrounds with

on the third day
Salvation is what he given us

You're the joy of the world
Let all nations receive her king
Yes every heart be open yeah
This joy let heaven

that he loves us even more than that
I don't care if you lost I don't care if you broken
Just run to the Lord his arms are always open
Call him lord over

Just now receive
By faith you'll see
Be free indeed
Came down to see us
Came down to meet us
Came down to free us
Came down to reach us
He died to keep

Rosewood fretboard
Maple neck
This wood made music
The Word made flesh
My hands are open
My arms are wide
To make this bassline
A tree must die

the blood of Jesus
We believed
And you gave us your Spirit
We stand by faith in your grace
O God through your Son
He bled and died in our place
The victory is

drive by
On the corner hustling, roses and bean pies
N***** think they wavy but ain’t gotta surf board
Live from the West where we quake the earth’s core

drive by
On the corner hustling, roses and bean pies
Niggas think they wavy but ain’t gotta surf board
Live from the West where we quake the earth’s core

make it big and stun you,
Blame the game for the fame you know my name flame as I  come through
Passin pipes by the one-twos,
pop ya mind open like

happen like Wendy and casper the ghost
Tried to grab a rose, but got cut by a thorn
Letoya Luckett on ya ipod, you feeling torn
Even though an "us" I can

thought at night that comforts me is starving whoever's hunting me
Shit, lucky me, to be rich in a world where nothing's free
And separated from hell by

God is leading us
Beg him for forgivingness
Sinners repent their sins
And this is how the story goes
Flat on his back overcome by the rose
Satan is

your mind free yeah 

Open your heart
To something unfamiliar and disregard
Disregard
cnything that pulls us apart

It's me and Mrs. Rose 
Better off

Betrayed

Lou Reed

Live in Italy

1984

turns and slaps my face
And with her eyes open wide she screams
I hate you, I hate you, I hate you
But she's looking right by me

Betrayed, by

pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not

and a open cell
So I'm rocking this vest and got money for bail
I shot it if I sold it I will never tell if I do it by myself
Then I can never fail getting

and
Half of us have been to prison
Sprite with the lean up in it
We fucking and having children
The world is still fucking spinnin
we get older by the minute

Footprints on the sand
Walking holding hands
Pictures in the sky
Show the storm will
Pass us by
Blackberry bushes and maple leaves
Waves on the ocean

Stuck like you maple painful to see
Fucked like a facial disdainful to see
Pull up in a truck
Fuck 20 hoes 3 floors
Open many doors get to these whores

to be grateful for
So why do I keep wanting more?
Surrounded by the chaos and beauty
cnd everything in-between

Love and simplicity
Why aren't you