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goals by hidin in the muck
So I try to continue workin for big bucks
This is my world and it feels fucked up
Always got a twirl in my brain, fucked up

walkers, boys in blue 
the army on the fly 
And all of this and so much more 
when a horse came riding by






And all the worlds so full of rage 
No time

about where the sheep goin'
All I know is war, I don't stop
I keep goin'
Our shooters past at his funeral
(Man, what he do?) shit
I just made a vow

beach
The economy boosted by the drugs they move in the street
More clearer than the crystal sky, blue as the beast
But the people ain't got shoes for

the world look small
The words came along in a
Song and they saved me
Now I ain’t scared to risk it all
If you looking to escape
I’ll show you how to get

Agriculture just turns
To shit up in the street
Polluting in a galaxy far away
But it's a small world
We all share the same rain
We all have this throw away

thought our lives could be better than this instead we get differences inequities injustice.
Airs polluted  world is ruined  we’re pursuing to be one to one

Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah

You were in college, working part-time waiting tables
Left a small town, never looked back
I was a flight risk, with

becomes a big thing without being big at all
I felt very inadequate, confused, and small
We hide our feelings, our flesh and our blood
Start putting out mr.

a little kindness and they wave and shuffle by.

We are in the rain shadow now.
Dry as dirt and stones this sadness breaks our bitter bones.
We are in

to states we'd roam, car our bed, fate our poem. 
Strangers lent a helping hand, others' powers will withstand. Cali's sun, scorching bright, small battles

Auld Lang Syne [Millennium Mix]

Kenny G

Faith: A Holiday Album

1999

on first." "Yeah" "The fellow's name" "Who" "That's right."

"The world will note that the first atomic bomb was dropped on Hiroshima."

Abbott: "Who Is

Back on the Block

Quincy Jones

Back on the Block

1989

to grow, to show
The elevation of a people built is so
Jesse Jackson, Miss America a black one
No more livin for just a small fraction
I was once told by

The Light at the End of the World

My Dying Bride

The Light at the End of the World

. A speck in the wide blue sea. 'Tis the last of all the land.
A dweller upon our lonesome isle, the last, lonely man? -

By the Gods he is there to never

Creation

The Incredible String Band

Changing Horses

1969

shore, upon a long shore
Open your door, open your door

“Ask anyone”, he muttered, as he spat a small
Brilliant blue insect, whirring into the gauze
I

two
Livin down the street where BIG got shot
I hunt you
And the very next day where Pac met his fate
It's how we live our life, surrounded by Che
Pause

When we were small time darlings
All cosmic and pride
We whistled with our lot
Had instinct on our side

When the glaciers used to melt
Of their own

Houston
Not even our time the same
I'm thumbing through blues and pinks and pinks and blues, hell look at my
Bank statements

All my dawgs kill for real,

Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh

You were in college, working part-time waiting tables
Left a small town, never looked back
I was a flight risk, with

of 69, when she landed in front of me and I was walkin' by, it's one small step for me, I didn't think anything
She grabbed my armstrong, our eyes locked,

be surprised by your findings

Get a clue and youtube September Clues
And Judy wood Irrefutable too
The planes look like cartoons
And they played some

Mine

Taylor Swift

Mine

2010

Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh

You were in college, working part-time waiting tables
Left a small town, never looked back
I was a flight risk, with

they're tracing our contacts
When they take our civil liberties
They never want to give them back

Pushed by Bill Mr. Needles Gates and his elitist clan

lover, yeah yeah
Dollar bill for my lover, eheh
Egusi for my lover
Eworkple for my lover
Agbame dadi for my lover, yeah, yeah
Plenty fish for my lover