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and expensive
I be waiting for my time, it might just be predestined
So we was in your area, fair to yourself it's okay to be scared of the wordplay
And just for

Lord of Lords is what you are
You stay the same from beginning to end 
God of all but you're my best friend
You got the whole world in your hand
The son

baby just hold on
This is stupid, we should do it for the last time
We were perfect, we were perfect in a past life
But I'll ride, no lie
I won't hide,

And then provide my family 
With lots of love 
And mental peace 
I threw the leash 
I now unleash 
The beast which 
You can never tame or teach 
And only

sober
Your mind is put to the test
Now the bottle's even closer
You yearn for peace in rest

You've got time enough to wish you didn't have time
Time

like tears falling into the ocean of time.
Our self-image. Our possessions. Our pride and our pain. There will come a day when nothing of you will

Be Legendary

Pop Evil

Pop Evil

2018

Seize the moment, no regrets
Our name in stone, forever more
We want more
We want more
We want more

It's our time to shoot the stars
We ain't

but you might not be able to tell
We fight to overcome hell in our own lives
By the power of Jesus Christ, not our own mights
It's written in our hearts

throw some shade
I throw it back at you
God made you as my match
Can't  be mad at you 
Said we take our time
But never planned it through 
We Running out

even fry
Hop in side
Time ride
Pick up tools cause we ain't tryna die
In my city niggas that look like me is dying young
So Lord don't take me from my

Let's Take a Walk Around the Block

Ella Fitzgerald

The Harold Arlen Songbook, Vol. 1

1990

When our, ship comes in
I'll sit on your lap
All over the map

To London in may time
To Venice in play time
To Paris in time for a frock
To Boston

sunrise|Maui just to play|Fall in love just in time|To get back to LA|Aye Aye|get back to LA|Aye Aye|Get back to|New York is calling|London says our names|Drink

and I bring it home
We hunt in packs so I never ever eat alone
Ain't scared of death
Cause we know that 
That's our ticket home
As a youngin thought I'd

never came
It's time we made our own light from the past, and send it up in flames

There's a hungry child
She's been walking for miles
From a home she's

enjoy our meals we don't dash and dine
Free my son Slime all we know is do our time
Take the good and the bad every time Real Chill
It's real life in

continue to beat closer than the Last
Twisting, tangling, our threads unraveling, breaking and connecting
These fine red strands of fate braided in time

processed shit

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Open up our hearts, and let the farmers in
Give a man a hug and tell him you are my

We realized
You and I
We up out our mind
In space and time
We tryna find
What lies behind the signs
All VLone
Look at that
Nobody By our side

of our lives These are the times we'll Remember until we die
Etched in my mind, seared upon my brain
It's A-line in the rain, A-frames on a sunny day
These

don't understand our lingua
Yes they may say we're not normal
But we upgrade every time wey we speak am

Rekesatapa
Rebada
Ah Lebada
Reketu sakato
Ah

In a fist
Red down to our elbows
Took a risk
Now we're pissed
Yelling fire in the hole

Down the line
With our pride
And our hurts
In the light
Nothing

What’s the point of being alive?
Going away from where the answer lies

Beginning to die the moment we are born
And spending our time concerned about

a stage
In the middle of a pool
How they forbid our rock’n’roll
Do you remember?

White sand, red wine
Sunny days, oh, such a wonderful time
Urging

on

And I think about it, day in, day out
Our faults just seem to gel so well
You make up what I lack, I hope I do the same
And lately I've been cutting