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twist?... picture this, and imagine… the description, of a perfect companion… everything you could ever ask for… held right in the palm of your hand… only
of all we've seen
In the palm of our hands, there lies the secrets
Like grains of sand
I do declare right where I stand
We are at the dawning of no night
overwhelmed by
All the weight of the world
And you want
To do it alone
Just hold out your hand
I'll reach right back to you and
Give you mine too
Feels like
Fu-Gee-La
[CLEF:]
We used to be number 10
Now we're permanent one,
In the battle lost my finger, Mic became my arm
Pistol nozzle hits your nasal,
right in my palm
I promised to never leave you
I'll never forsake you
You pleaded for me to feed you
But I had to break you
Mama died marriage failed
You
just tryna show the world who I am (who I am)
I got the world in the palm of my hand (the palm of my hand)
Spin it on my finger pick a spot then we fly
it's my first time, g I'm coming fast
Don't be fooled by the love, you don't know them guys
They be smiling in your face plotting your demise
Have you
man,
cause in the palm of my hand, had everything I dream for and more,
and you know that i'm down for yours forever in life,
the reason i made you my
When life gives you lemons
Make lemonade
Make stepping stones from your stumbling blocks
I want this moment, this day
To lie in the palm of my hand
the seeds
A new breed coach seeds
Supply power others throw
Salt in the game let ‘em
Roast like they’re sunflowers
Hail gun power, sparks I sneeze
Your style
Get a beauty like you
In the palm of his hands
The time that I spend
And I'm spending with you
Every day
Turned me to a better man
I appreciate you
Just
or the Weekend
Milli Vanilli, you're snowed in weeded
Fuck Informer, these pundits beaten
Ink on your hands? Suck Trudeau's penis
Queefing is how you be speaking
where the dirt stay
Got me out her really searching for the right way
Living in the futures good cuz the past fake
Palm trees burning
Uh
World keeps
baby that your heart was in good hands, take it all the way, going all state
Butterflies arise
Mesmerized by the way you say my name
Your smile lights up
right, their get nice, they get by (oh my)
They get open, get ready, get primed
The national pastime is victimless crime
You want your thrill and I want
Racks in the bank cut like a shank
Who savin hoes don't come with a cape
Straight out a zoo wearin no bapes
Live outerspace hands on her waist
She
to die
So get the money nigga!
I never knew money like this, in the palm of my hand
'Til I met the man with mad hook-up, and big plan
Every where you
You're a well-paid scientist, you only talk in facts
You know you're always right
'Cause you know how to prove it, step-by-step
PhD to show you're
having visions of the world in my hands
Sweat in my palms like Marshall, and mind full of raps
Man I'm tryna fill the shoes of my dad, something to prove
of a friend
Redesign your walk in the palm of my hand
Looking at the stars from the hood of your car
Running out of gas but with you I’m never far
From where I
controlled and that's sad
You even take your own kind out what's that about
Your greedy piggy hands stay green yeah Ima shout
Everyone Lives In The Evil
hit me again and I'll break your wrist
That day I dressed all in white
Taking my girl to Palm Springs for the night
I was hoping I could find a short
the law on us
They want us in jails, with bails too high to bond, but am I the Don?
Shit, I'll be out by the morn', word bond
My game is on lock, till
Ten!)
I could fit the universe in my palm
Put your life in my hands
That’s ya life on the line
Go an eye for an eye
Taking eyes til he blind
Then I spit
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