not there 'cause you always seem to bring me down This is the end I'm going away I don't know if I'll be back again This is the end I'm going away I
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you want you always get you know I could never tell you This is the end I'm going away I don't know if I'll be back again This is the end I'm going away
farewell email from a female but I'm a playa, aint gon tell you all the details what it entails is hard to say like selling seashells by the seashore, but she's not
weapon of choice S.O.S. is all I need to send Just a little text, I'm calling all our friends F.Y.I., you know it's not the end Don't take it lying
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are willing to say? There is no sense, there is no plan Yet they will not believe the ancient mysteries Passed down through time into their hands If my choice is
wise The story teller makes no choice Soon you will not hear his voice His job is to shed light Not to master Since the end is never told We pay the
though they steady changin' This is still a hustle Still got them same rules Man I be the same game We'd even found some brand new money Still we maintain This
living in an era That can't be defined By those Who thought that this was the end By those Who thought that their enemy's would win By those Who let
started going off like burnt lights, at this rate we never gon work right, that's when I planned somethin different, the only way to deal with her is to not
filthy trash Even though we live better and make mo' cash Than they do, I'm not a no-good thug Standin on the corner sellin drugs And just remember, this ain't multiple choice
of adults!" Luke's speech: What is this?? Is this not America? This is not China! This is not Russia! This is not the place where they brought down
misfit I write the solution of biophysics On the side of a cliff and some hieroglyphics This my admission to having violence psychotic With the vile polish politics by
How well you learn to not discern Who?s foe and who is friend We?ll own them all in the end It goes like this, we have no choice The minarets, the wailing
in the street And they saying My name is Sharina, my name is Busta My name is Tonia, my name is Busta My name is Dianna, my is Busta And what do you
of us passive progressive The other mad calm Combine a hundred rhymes Swollen Members Black Magic Tour bus, a pure rush This album is a classic Cuz legend has it The veteran of letters is
