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I am a dirty white boy,
I will... fill your eyes, with that double vision, because, I am as cold as ice, Class will now continue this on... |
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Smack my b!tch up
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i did it all for the nookie
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Here in my car.
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Edited by
easyEEE
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Tue 06/02/09 09:22 PM
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most people think great god will come from the sky
take away everything and make everybody feel high if you know what life is worth you willl look for yours on earth now you see the light stand up for your right |
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sup easy welcome to mingle
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well I pawned my soul for a switch blade knife
I met a guy name mars and some other freeks at night I want to take on the world I want to bang a million girls Dont want to wear a three piece suit I dont wanna be you I would rather be dead yeah I would rather be dead I would rather be face down in the dirt with a bullet in my head |
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Whatever tomorrow brings
I'll be there with open arms and open eyes, yeh |
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You're gonna be a shining star,
With fancy clothes, fancy car-ars. And then you'll see, You're gonna go far. Cause everyone knows, Who you are-are. So live your life, ay ay ay. Instead of chasing that paper. Just live your life (Oh!), Ay ay ay. You got no time for no haters. Just live your life (Oh!), Ay ay ay. No telling where it'll take you. Just live your life (Oh!), Ay ay ay. Cause I'm a paper chaser. Just living my life. |
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Classified - Anybody Listening
Ok, here we go again, roll the weed and put your stereo to 10, you know what you got in your boombox banging, Unorthodox like Boondock Saints Is, Take notes on how i stay dope, Upgrade the flow, and keep the fake out, Bend the example play the scape goat, But i shoot to get high, your goal to aim low, Now could i take attendance, and give props to those who pay attention, listen to the flow, and the way that we blendin', When we create an event we did it all independent, Now c'mon It only take a minute same old Class with a Yankee fitted still Enfield, never change your digits, I'm cool where I'm at don't hate just listen |
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Evanescence~ Going Under
So go on and scream, Scream at me, Im so far away I wont be broken again Ive got to breathe I cant keep going under I dive again |
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Shot down in a blaze of glory,
baby, I'm too hot to handle. I need a remedy for what is ailing on me. love surgery! I'm afflicted, your Addictive. I'm a wolf child, girl, howling for you, Wildflower! |
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