's always got her eyes on you When she gets down Remember all those gentle nights you drifted off believing You'd be safe if you just never made a sound
the gift of life Everyday in some way we must always remember to play after every storm All children are truly blessed With the innocent gifts of gentleness
what we came to do,Let's go! ay yo, little did you know this gentlemans unweathered through storms, only with women or middlemen un-fuck-wittable don, lyrically pinnacle never needed a
s thundering, cause I'm hushing up I'm a storm if you wonderin' Shit, you could muster up a thought, to take a toter? and a brain fart Want urine in your
This is my work on such a night There's a storm coming over the mountain I'll be gone long before the morning After the rain has fallen After the
a love that is true I can wipe away your sorrow and make your life brand new Every man needs a woman fi cut and go through And Gentleman a needs you
I always recognise her face It's a plague of fools thrown aside forever by her soft and silent grace She is reckless as a mayday gentle as a stone and
connect mics and sound cables We sat down to divise a scheme And formed a double team to bubble more cream than the Jolly Green Forever I'm a vandal,
when you'll find Us drunk in a club after a fucked up night You act like you forgot this is somethin' you can't buy So, high or not, just be gentle and
dribble, all net with the ball It don't grow on trees but I be pickin' it off Pull the peel, after that, it's a flick and a toss In a? or out the car
a lover, you're my best friend Here's a letter to you, girl, I'll never send [VERSE 4] Lonely nights I spend with my TV set And a vision of a girl who
stop, stop, find the spillage Drop your iPod, save the village Thrashing in a bowl of your germs Don't need a flag, map, army, anthem Carve a people?
ready so I can rub you where not seen And watch how gentle I'll be when I rub your back And after that theres aradiant coniac A little romance for the quiet storm
a rock Life ain't shit but money and a glock Don't punch a clock, but I cock a fat knot So I can smoke a lot of pot that I roll up with tops And ya ain
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