Lyrics:
There is no mountain I won't climb
(whispers-and it hurts me baby) (it hurts me) its hurts me
(Just to know your hurting) It hurts me bad
(And it kills
soul
You was there for me, music
I was goin out of control, 'til I heard Marvin Gaye
"Now it ain't a mountain high enough, when time is rough"
I turn
soul
You was there for me, music
I was goin out of control, 'til I heard Marvin Gaye
"Now it ain't a mountain high enough, when time is rough"
I turn
the body
It looks for the closest host
That is most appropriate
In its blood lineage
It flies right out and right in
So it is very important to keep a clean
to clean up around here
There is always something
By the time you get done cleaning up all your messes
You guessed it
Now I am drinking my coffee cold
Time
More than I've ever had to have it before
And I'm trying t put my bid in for sure (for sure)
I'm trying to get by your side
Before you get up outta
There's a lotta dirt that can be eaten by it
Now, we gotta move when that noise comes by. (Let's GO!)
Chorus 1:
Kick the blast of our Vacuum Loudness Beat
my dreams)
Clean Slate (The best is yet to be seen)
You can rest assured that she was quite mean
I’m moving on, just trying to keep clean
It feels
Woo, woo, woo, woo
Woo, woo, woo, woo
Boss, Ricky Ross
It's triple C,
Color cut clarity
My gun dirty, my brick clean
I'm riding dirty, my dick clean
There's not a minute that goes by that I don't believe
we can fly.. but I can feel it in the wind
The beginning or the end
So people keep your head
sow, get devoured by the same locusts
'Cause it's a hard row to hoe
If your ass don't move, and the rain don't fall
And the ground is dry
But
hijackings?
Soul rides by a vehicle
Low drive by a signal
Saw Christ by a miracle
Aren't just flaws
Unjust laws? It's just floors
A thugs' cause
It's like
Capricorn, is it?
Wise Man 3: No, no, that's just him.
Mandy: Oh, I was going to say, otherwise there'd be a lot of
them.
(The Wise Men are
watching on a clock one
There playing with there paws on a stop one
Coming through the doors that were locked once took my shots pop gun
Clean racks clean
I'm from the mud now I'm clean
I'm from the mud now I'm clean like the suds
I'm coming high but its not because of bud
I'm juiced up from hanging with
tossed
'Cause there still one rule player, don't get caught
And you can ride clean shawty, you ain't got to walk
But it's still one rule player, don't
or less the moral is
Confession cleans hearts look there’s more to this,
Honestly I was lost too
So Look
I was fighting me when I fought you
How
is the only thing that keeps me moving on
Looking back there was no voice
that was burning in my deep soul
Dontcha know, It´s all in my dreamworld
Clean my spirit, clean my spirit
Clean my spirit, clean my spirit
Why is this happening to me?
I pray every day, but it comes back
It's taking me
make men into boys
I destroy your whole family tree
Chop it down
Hip-hop is longer now in this repertoire
Get your wardrobe torn out your closet
Walls
(check) fresh inside (check)
Is the outside frame and the trunk wide?
(Yes) are the rims big?
(what?) Do it ride good? (good)
Lean back, right hand
am finally clean
There was nothing left to do, ah-ah, ah-ah
When the butterflies turned to dust that covered my whole room
So I punched a hole in
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
can't make it free for we?
Or is it because unnuh profit from poverty?
When you look at me do you see a man
Or do you see another vote for your party?
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