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You can't touch this    HAMMERTIME!!!!!!! 
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My goodness. Those pants are quite buoyant!
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My goodness. Those pants are quite buoyant!
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So women come frequent like flight mileage
It aint no secret (uh) i might holler But i aint gonna sweat ya baby, Ima let ya catch up wit yo game Run faster, don't let him lose ya 'cause i aint gonna bless ya Unless ya feel a little desparate Send a guy a text message gurl |
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I feel wonderful
Because I see the love light in your eyes And the wonder of it all Is that you just dont realize How much I love you |
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Dont worry about a thing,
cause every little thing gonna be all right. Singin: dont worry about a thing, cause every little thing gonna be all right! |
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Your cruel device
Your blood, like ice One look could kill My pain, your thrill... |
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"Baby come back" by: Player (Baby come back, you can blame it all on me, Baby come back.)
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I've seen you hanging round
This darkness where I'm bound And this black hole I've dug for me And silently within With hands touching skin The shock breaks my disease And I can breathe |
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I'd like to see you
But then again It doesn't mean you mean that much to me So if I call you Don't make a fuss Don't tell your friends about the two of us I'm in love Oh no It's because... |
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I'd like to see you But then again It doesn't mean you mean that much to me So if I call you Don't make a fuss Don't tell your friends about the two of us I'm in love Oh no It's because... Mother told me, yes, she told me I'd meet girls like you. She also told me, "Stay away, you'll never know what you'll catch." Well just the other day I heard of a soldier's falling off Some Indonesian junk that's going round. Mommy's alright, Daddy's alright, they just seem a little weird. Surrender, surrender, but don't give yourself away, ay, aaaaaaaay. ...sorry ... just reminded me ...
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serve yourself
no one else can do for you like you no one else fails like me in my eyes i burn alive fly like a bird no more words just you and i high in the sky |
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You made me cry when you said goodbye
Ain't that a shame? My tears fell like rain Ain't that a shame? You're the one to blame... |
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Edited by
s1owhand
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Sat 12/06/08 05:21 PM
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I'm just a gigolo and everywhere I go,
People know the part I'm playin'. Pay for every dance, sellin' each romance, Ooohh what they're sayin'? There will come a day, when youth will pass away, What will they say about me? When the end comes I know, they'll say just a gigolo Life goes on without me.... |
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Searching every day
Looking every way Trying to make a connection To find a piece of the action Like a hungry poet Who doesn't know He is close to perfection Choice is the question Moonlight night After moonlight night Side by side They will see us ride But if they cared to look Then they would see It's our return to fantasy Fantasy, fantasy ... (Uriah Heep-Return To Fantasy) |
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Other rappers diss me
Say my rhymes are sissy What, what, what, why, why, why? Be more constructive with your feedback Because I rap about reality Like me and my grandma having a cup of tea? Ain't no party like my nana's tea party Hey-ho |
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ya he's a rapper'
or do ya mean a whacker' he ain't slacker' when he play with his slapper' he just don't know he's gay |
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The world is like a ride at an amusement park. It goes up and down and round and round. It has thrills and chills and it's very brightly coloured and it's very loud and it's fun, for a while. Some people have been on the ride for a long time, and they begin to question: Is this real, or is this just a ride? And other people have remembered, and they come back to us, they say, "Hey - don't worry, don't be afraid, ever, because, this is just a ride...” But we always kill those good guys who try and tell us that, you ever notice that? And let the demons run amok. Jesus - murdered; Martin Luther King - murdered; Malcolm X - murdered; Gandhi - murdered; John Lennon - murdered; Reagan... wounded. But it doesn't matter because: It's just a ride. And we can change it anytime we want. It's only a choice. No effort, no work, no job, no savings and money. A choice, right now, between fear and love. The eyes of fear want you to put bigger locks on your doors, buy guns, close yourself off. The eyes of love, instead, see all of us as one. Here's what we can do to change the world, right now, to a better ride. Take all that money that we spend on weapons and defenses each year and instead spend it feeding and clothing and educating the poor of the world, which it would many times over, not one human being excluded, and we could explore space, together, both inner and outer, forever, in peace.
-Bill Hicks R.I.P. |
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The world is like a ride at an amusement park. It goes up and down and round and round. It has thrills and chills and it's very brightly coloured and it's very loud and it's fun, for a while. Some people have been on the ride for a long time, and they begin to question: Is this real, or is this just a ride? And other people have remembered, and they come back to us, they say, "Hey - don't worry, don't be afraid, ever, because, this is just a ride...” But we always kill those good guys who try and tell us that, you ever notice that? And let the demons run amok. Jesus - murdered; Martin Luther King - murdered; Malcolm X - murdered; Gandhi - murdered; John Lennon - murdered; Reagan... wounded. But it doesn't matter because: It's just a ride. And we can change it anytime we want. It's only a choice. No effort, no work, no job, no savings and money. A choice, right now, between fear and love. The eyes of fear want you to put bigger locks on your doors, buy guns, close yourself off. The eyes of love, instead, see all of us as one. Here's what we can do to change the world, right now, to a better ride. Take all that money that we spend on weapons and defenses each year and instead spend it feeding and clothing and educating the poor of the world, which it would many times over, not one human being excluded, and we could explore space, together, both inner and outer, forever, in peace. -Bill Hicks R.I.P. |
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hey, at least someone had the right idea.
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