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: the forgotten another fifty years to forget again celebration the past is justified for our generation justified segregation from your retired number
The studio's dark, got the candels on. I'm tryin' to write words to the perfect song. But nothing will ryme nohtin' sounds right now you're gone It's
[Chorus:] I wake up early in the morning round the crack of dawning wave to my neighbors like wassup (say wassup) and I'm all tatted up, dat bang in my
Chorus 1 I wake up early in the morning, Hop up in them throne and Wave to them haters like, what's up? (Say, What's up?) See, you might have to yell
i wake up, early in the morning around the crack of dawning wave to my neighbors like wassup? wassup? and ...tad it up, get bang in my truck everybody
Jiminy Cricket This is your man Aha ha ha ha Aaaahaaah haa Tell Me When Your Ready
Snoop Dogg Konvict Music, Akon and David Banner If niggaz wanna ride tonight Best believe we bout to ride tonight yeah Young money, cash money I got
I can't tell you, so I'll scream it through the stereo Speakers come on and turn me on I can't tell you, so I'll scream it through the stereo Speakers
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Give 'em no hope, no tenderness, no holiness, no sensitivity, no love, no heart, no imagination, no compassion. No talking just head! I cannot be dead
When the contact high from the real life adventures wear off, you find, in the tiny moments that bomb, your old files rain down from the sky. And would
Give 'em no hope, no tenderness No holiness, no sensitivity No love, no heart No imagination, no compassion No talking just head, I cannot be dead I
I can't tell you so I'll scream it through the stereo Speakers come on and turn me on They say that love is like a battlefield I guess I'm out of ammunition
Spegnate la luce sentite una voce e ancora distante e un grillo parlante viene, viene, eccolo qua e adesso sentirete come cantera... E un grillo parlante
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When the contact high from the real life adventures wear off, you find, in the tiny moments that bomb, your old files rain down from the sky And would
