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of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of
A neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound

In 2018, The New Yorker Magazine coined me, The Queen of Christmas. It's a title that has stuck with me ever since. Up until that point, I had

A Minute Without You

Steve Kilbey

The Slow Crack

1988

by 'cause it feel real good
Seven stupid prophets say it'll end in rain
But the fire in their eyes is gonna burn you again

We're fronting king and queen
Yet we're peasants underneath
Yeah we played by the book
Thought I had you in my pocket but you hopped off the hook
Now my

papers, gotta get hard earned money
Demon time, gotta hunnid on me
I ain't got no time for no drama queens
Backstabbed by them close to me
True colors show

stressing -
Such a big cat is stretching - Living good life no stressing -
By the grace im making - Jas to the breed songs we painting goals - 

-Hook-
-Queen

If my life was a song
You would be the chorus
Because no matter where I go
It's you who I orbit
If there's one thing I've learned
In this universe,

cold
It felt like y'all wrote all those songs 'bout me and this life that I live in Dixie

The years rolled by and it didn't take long 'fore 
I was in

the songs the Orange
Hall had never heard before
For "Golly's Braes" and "Derry's Walls"
It didn't give a fig
And it speeded up "God Save The Queen"
Till it

The Story of Love (King John)

Rick Wakeman

Soft Sword (King John & The Magna Charte

1995

now, now, now, now!


A King for a Queen
A Queen for a King
A song built of love
A love meant to sing

A heart now sold
A heart now won
A heart

'In the Alley'
Driving so fast that no one could catch me
While I'm knocking "Gangsta
Bitch" by Apache
This is the mood for making
The hit hip-hop song

Me and you we cursed with our dark minds
Maybe we were lost at the wrong time
I know I feel pain but I'm not alone
Making you my queen when I take

Groundhog Day

Wale

Groundhog Day

I know since I got my deal and shit got real
I ain't been the easiest nigga to deal with
I'm heavily flawed!
But far from a false Prophet
I'm

Come hear the band 
 Come blow your horn 
 Start celebrating right this way 
 Your table's waiting 
  
 What good's permitting some prophet of doom

MONEY MAKE THE WORLD SPIN, N#### BE THE PAWNS THERE WAS A TIMES WE WERE KINGS BUT THEM DAYS LONG GONE
S#### GOT MACKED BY THEY MASTERS BUT NOW THEY

It Came Upon a Midnight Clear

Leon Russell

Hymns of Christmas

1995

to men from heav'n all gracious King
The world in solemn stillness lay to hear the angels sing

For lo the days are hast'ning on by prophets seen of old

to venture on, then venture into this song|Come come come, into the typhoon|Use the force, Luke!|No, I'll use the source|To eliminate and obliterate at a rate

soon
Queen of all times here comes the moon

Burned out
Triggered by the things I miss the most
Goodbye 
The word I wish had never left my mouth 
But I

If I die on this ride
Please know I love you
If I ain't by your side
Please know she got you
If you lose faith
Reside with God
Don't fall in love

Vicious ferocity for our cause
They must know by now of our drums beat
Step by step enter hallowed ground
Kill their king take our land.
We have the right

the shadows left behind
When your voice whispered the beginning of new life
And I will not be as the prophets foretold
Blinded by stubborn faith
Weighed down by

avocadoes and
Expensive coffees a year ago today
And just look at us now
Just look at us now
Just look us intermittent fasting
By belly type, by blood type
By

Born in 89, did my first song in 05
Men I been out here for a minute
I been out here for a minute
For a minute for a minute
Can't stop won't stop

gotta up my weigh
10 years flew by the world ain’t changed
Just to make a name nigga kill you take your chain
I been peep shit hella strange since lil