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She turned and embraced the king
She said in a sweet sound “It’s what’s inside that counts”
And that the boy and her had shared dreams
The king was
I just made this beat
Laying in bed
Almost fell asleep
That's why I use the muted clank keys
That shit sounded like sweet dreams
Put my thoughts
this dream
Just get me on this scene
This is what I need
I'm the drum and bass fiend
Let's make a fucking scene
Chat too my friends I'm jumping in
a missionary
So he took a ship and sailed away
This visionary
Hotly pursued by dear Aunt Mary
Found a South Sea Isle on which to stay
The natives greeted them
This world keeps pushing down upon me,
And I keep hoping for a sweet dream.
There's something left for me to see,
There's something left for me
way? (Oh)
Movin' faster like a roller coaster
Don't you like it that way?
Go bang
Oh sweet dreams are made of (oh)
Any season
Any reason
You
Only letters you’re teaching are LSD
Were your badly made scribbles
All drafted by children
Too vastly illiterate to handle your gimmick?
Like Galactus
an evergreen, on the slow Savannah River
Like sweet and tea, we mix perfectly together
Cuz in that red clay soil we found a place to call our own
To build this
never be sized up before leaving the house that way she will be
His freedom unabashed
Sings sweet like cicadas and opportunity
Chest front and bare
His
you worthless? (Huh?)
(It's a reason why he made you)
Fly higher, inspire,
You were wired to be The Lord's greatness
Naysayers are liars
And this
on my toes when I'm on the road
Plotting & Scheming
Friends & Foes
This game is so cold
Saints & Heathens
Live by the code
That's all that we know
Street
the dub is up
Texas made a G better toughen up
Draped up
I done came down let the trunk bang
Underground king Bun & Sweet James
Candy paint dripping while I
We are consumed by corruption
Old before our time
Hurt by others' hunger
Scarred by love as greed (how I need)
How cruel the birthday of 17
Youth
when I heard this lullaby
While the stars were blinking and the moon was shining high
Are the old folks were humming the banjos were strumming so sweet
Psychic spies from China try to steal your mind's elation
And little girls from Sweden dream of silver screen quotation
And if you want this kind
come back from this
Ooh
Sweet dolour
Sweet Saturn hold me
Dream a little dream of me
As you're swallowed by the sea
Ooh
Cold waves, hot temper
And all
the passenger seat I never recline
These sweets where made by swine
The ops are pussy I can't cosign For my loved ones gotta be kind
I wonna see all my enemies
This is the best time of my life
I have love in my heart
I have dreams on my mind
This is the best time of my life
I have luck on my side
I am ready
I have no shields against this torment
I'll wear the armor of delusion
As I drown
Stains are mine to bear
So are the choices made
Emerge from
[Pedro lives out of the wilshire hotel
He looks out a window without glass
The walls are made of cardboard, newspapers on his feet
His father beats
just are
Floating, floating amongst the stars
I can't lose
I can see it in your eyes
I never had this feelin'
No, I'm not that type of guy
But you, but
For all we know
We may never meet again
Before you go, make this moment sweet again
We won't say good night until the last minute
I will hold out
dance
Afrobeat dance
Afrobeat Dey sweet
And she Dey feel
Afrobeat dance
You be the monarch of my heart
I was caught by your smile
You stole my heart
We are all made of wounds
For some they’re in their roots
Like sorrow in words and music
Look at the silent stars
They can read in your eyes
How much
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