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I wish you were down
With what I am saying but straight through your dome
Are my words you'll never be taught you are so
Fucked up in the head

the interpretation is simply showing forth supernaturally by the Spirit of God the meaning of what was said in tongues, and it may not take as many words to declare

these tunes like a new soundtrack when I'm in my sleep
Watch this scene
Pray to the Lord I pray that I'll shine for the whole damn team
Talk to the guys

Two in the afternoon
All my dues can wait
I'll be in my bed soon
So I can sleep my life away

And I can't seem to move 
Maybe I've been sleep too

was a lesson 

Something in my past leave it there this the present 

Ive been on it on god like dogs on pheasants 

No stressing this is where I should

I'm nonviolent, the type of guy to find a silver lining 
In my death like why not survive less 
Thirty years plus with fake friends and blinders 

and the sun rays protect her from dark clouds
Who am I not to fall for her
Ow! And by the way
I am talking about you girl coz you are my one girl
Ey ey ow
Ey ey

Private Dancer

Belly

Much Dance 2009/Dance Plus 2009

2008

dancer
(Now) you, you can by my, you can be my private

Walk in the spot, lookin' fly, at the corner of my eye, see a shorty tryna look my way
She

by the boobies, booby trapped

All white Bentley, I call that mama
My life crazy, like Obama's
You talk slick? Well I'm Osama
Bin Laden, I'm

from trapping
My money be wrapped in plastic
I'm so numb to the pain a savage

If I ever said any of mines capping I wasn't talking bout bluffing
I was

Can you hold me tight
So Im alright
Can't go to bed without you right by my side
I've lost my mind
Can't sleep at night
I just need you here now girl

Take Your Dead Ass Home

Funkadelic

Tales of Kidd Funkadelic

1976

perfectly clear
With some inspiring words in a song, dig,

If you ain't gonna get it on
Take your dead ass home (now light my fire, baby!)
If you ain't

happen
I’m in the studio trapping hit after hit like a fuckin linebacker
I’m in the studio trapping spitting my pain and I’m talking my habits

Bridge
Im

I asked him he wanted me
To hustle up his bail, but he said "no"
He just didn't give a damn anymore

Six in the morning, police at my door
Six in

for help
They onna sideline
Niggas told me do it yourself
So when I die
Nigga let me die
By myself
Them niggas bitches
they be talking bout the street

cautious
You took the color out my life I can't wait till you blossom
You see I'm hoping that you sleep well
Because just knowing that your soul is in

you all up in my shows you go where I go
Copy my swag, and my flow
Where were you for real?
Where were you for real?
Not saying I needed a hand out
Just

Bloodstreamruns

Current 93

Calling for Vanished Faces

2001

is my vision in the croaking jeering world: All idiotic faces and swollen hearts; in the papers the faces are not real, in the world the faces are not

in water
Nigga Amiri that's all on my pants
A dollar a bundle for these rubber bands
You keep it a hundred I keep it a band
I know that they talking

it can't be shared
It makes me mad when I'm not who I was before
Just being by myself playing chess
In my sleep
I've stopped smoking weed
If I am too

the hell you in your feelings can do bad all by myself so why the fuck I need attention being broke bad for my health I been grinding like I got children

rounds like back to back
Do it with ease, I got some tricks up my sleeve
I can do this in my sleep
I heard the beat that shit said tweak (Tweak)
Price

Glory Days

glee cast

Glee: The Music - The Graduation Album

2012

Yeah, c'mon, hoo!

I had a friend was a big baseball player
Back in high school
He could throw that speed ball by you
Make you look like a fool boy

living good
n im the only nigga dat be rappin in my hood
i was raise by the hustlas n gain by the g's n taught by the bosses howda stack that cheese