so I sing this song for you And I hope that what it's true Will find a way to you I sing this song for you And so I sing this song for you There's nothing
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So i sing this song for you There's nothing left for me to do Goodbye dear one Venus i thought you'd bless me too So selfish to presume So i sing this song for you
This song is for my mama This song is for you Hey MrPresident Tomorrow I'm paying my rent My fuel is runnin' low And I've got places to go Quit slowin
't send no more candles No matter what you do Then Willie stopped singing And the prairie wind blew The green kept rolling on For miles and miles Fields of fuel rolling on for
shape of the world for long enough When you grasped the question Did you miss the meaning? When you met your challenge Did you go out fighting? When you climbed on top Did you
'all fuel to argue, we playin' it cool Boy, niggas got shot for less than words Save the speech for those concerned, we squeeze first Here's to those who won't hesitate for
, how could you be so stupid? Please, tell me why love hurts? Can you even hear me? Can you even imagine? If your arrow wasn't workin' for weeks I don
na na na na na na Come and get what you came for Coma and get what you came for Kawaii,**giggle** Kawaii Something's got me Spinning round, dizzy sounds When the songs you
em out the box then out socks 'Cause winicumuhround, niggaz skate like the rocks My block's hot, so gimme all you got When I'm done rockin', I leave you
if you offend me I'm lifting you ten feet in the air I don't care who was there and who saw me destroy you I'll call you a lawyer file you a law suite
saw me just jaw you Go call you a lawyer, file you a lawsuit I'll smile in the courtroom and buy you a wardrobe I'm tired of all you I don't mean to
the shot If you think you betcha know you better press for why You can mop it in your song and repossess your mind If you front it you can blow or you
Will we sing a song of praise and indebtedness For our deliverance from evil or will we sing a song of sadness For the dreaded debt this mess delivered
to you for a minute Say.. yeah, yea you - ay mayne, say you! Say!Say mayne!Say mayne! Say mayne let me rap to you for a minute Yeah I gotta holla
way the pain is interjected You talk shit you gonna regret it Fuck it, you said it Watch your mouth fool I'm on the move Time to play For words you say
