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a poison cancer Up steps I found in the woods, above trees into moon lit skies, A flare melts off my balls, as ordered by my secrete fairy dancers Blood
live the life of a bard.
Well It Happened One Day by cverly
Between Fox Grove and the Briar Sea
My wagon was hailed with call to hold
By 13 men in brown
They hold a gun against my head,
Chokehold my soul
Survival hanging by a thread
While the noose is slowly tightening
In constant motion till I
dreams stitched in between the seams
That Boy in a bivvy looks about 13 trying to sell sticks claimed to be weed
Laugh out loud for you and your
The lost soul that's protected by my religion
I represent World Peace
Lately I've been feeling a certain way
Peace signs in every picture that I take
I
I'ma warrior, you know the name
Red 13
Travel with the Cloud, mama you should see me now
Got the heart of a lion, you can hear it in my growl
Battle
Stuck in between my home and property
Run everyday, ignoring all my feats
Put me in a ward, decode the nominee
My soul is off the spring, we broke
That’s where I was born, I can’t help but shine
Meet me at PV by Sinai Drive
Look alive, look alive
The engine, the meter in overdrive
Step after survival,
to fussing in between a discussion
4. Starting arguments, interrupting tell me why is you cussing
5. My assumption is that you tryna find ya way out
the mans who wronged me
i was only 13, 17, 18, 20 years old
what will i do for the rest of my years now, mother?
in this town i lost many faces
i was born
around the world
London, England, South of France
And all points between they know about your man
Konichiwa ladies when I'm out in Japan
I'm a Tokyo
I fought that
What would you do if you was in my shoes?
Leave dudes in the rearview
V-12 engine, corners spinnin'
Twinkies shinin', pinky ring
(Seth Casana; Mikael Glago)
you in a wreck 'cause you tried to disconnect us
Like this affects us, hit you in the solar plexus
Think you're next
my first studio at like
12 or 13 somewhere in that season
Of my life, singing along with the radio
Became me wanting to be on radio
You know
it be put to rest
I want to go there on frozen hills
By your side for a final show
Condemn the silence
I know it's deadly over
Sometimes miracles can
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to smoke herb, I followed them when they ran numbers
So in a sense I was Rosemary's baby
And then, I learned the difference between a bitch and a lady
to smoke herb, I followed them when they ran numbers
So in a sense I was Rosemary's baby
And then, I learned the difference between a bitch and a lady
Man, I'm coming up next
I don't need to reflect
'Cause I'm back on the scene, there ain't no in between, I got no time to rest
Man, I'm young and I'm
Back seat of my father’s car
Watching the world go by
13-years-old on my way to school
Staring up at the sky
But a record come on the radio
Filled
Sounds of the Sir
Yo, yeah
Listen, yo
Watch this, yo
I've been in all types of pickles
Back when man used to roll naked
By naked I mean no
your mind, is in your mind
I'm the dark web
You're just at the surface
So much you ain't explored yet, babe
And when you find out all the rest
You'll be
13th 1937 in the Municipal Theater of Rio de Janeiro, by the chorus of teachers, under the direction of the composer himself. It was also performed
Turn the beat up a little bit more in here, Bengineer, please!
I guess I'm doing this one by myself
If you can't just be good with being by
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