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panic like they are here. Most of the time?. (bla. i'm freakin' out. ). Wait a minute, you, it is true about. Einstein's theory and darwin's too?. What about war, the soul, the mind. Love, death
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get you in to kicks but you ain't cinderella. Better pick'n'mix a blender make the chicks look better. Thinking about the theory, makes me wish that I was pissed forever,. There's a girl I liked in
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. Mango juice under Polaris,. You're just embarrassed. Cause it's your "Last Tango in Paris". And even after all my logic and my theory,. I add a muthafuckker so you ignint niggas hear me. And you
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get richer, poverty's hot under the collar. Takin prayer outta schools and we're tryin to raise scholars. Creationism vs. The theory of evolution. Air, water, land, mind, body and soul pollution
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. Mango juice under Polaris,. You're just embarrassed. Cause it's your "Last Tango in Paris". And even after all my logic and my theory,. I add a muthafuckker so you ignint niggas hear me. And you
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get richer, poverty's hot under the collar. Takin prayer outta schools and we're tryin to raise scholars. Creationism vs. The theory of evolution. Air, water, land, mind, body and soul pollution
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I should like to consider the folk song, and expand briefly on a theory I have held for some time, to the effect that the reason most folk songs are so atrocious is that they were written by the. Le
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. Mango juice under Polaris,. You're just embarrassed. Cause it's your "Last Tango in Paris". And even after all my logic and my theory,. I add a muthafuckker so you ignint niggas hear me. And you
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fear, shakin' like a leaf on a tree. You just another potential casualty. This is a walkin' corpse song and the beat is your conspiracy theory. And the time is getting more scary. So pack when
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The sky isn't blue, and the ocean's not grand. And string theory is easy to understand. The grass isn't green, and the sun isn't bright. Healthcare will be resolved overnight. The world isn't round
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leggo I tuoi commenti. Si però per divertirmi. Ossessivo come un nerd. The big BONG theory. I russi coi miliardi fanno shopping da Trussardi. Una volta erano Zar. Sono diventati zarri. Sono tutti presi
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Intro Linda Martell & Shaboozey. Genres are a funny little concept, aren't they?. Yes, they are. That Beyoncé Virgo *. In theory, they have a simple definition that's easy to understand. But in
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tiCrawling. arLinkin Park. alHybrid Theory. Linkin Park - Crawling. Crawling in my skin. These wounds they will not heal. Fear is how I fall. Confusing what is real. There's something inside me that
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tiCrawling. arLinkin Park. alHybrid Theory. Linkin Park - Crawling. Crawling in my skin. These wounds they will not heal. Fear is how I fall. Confusing what is real. There's something inside me that
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tiCrawling. arLinkin Park. alHybrid Theory. Linkin Park - Crawling. Crawling in my skin. These wounds they will not heal. Fear is how I fall. Confusing what is real. There's something inside me that
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. I'm the face that you have to face. Mirrored in your stare. I'm what's left, I'm what's right. I'm the enemy. I'm the hand that will take you down. Bring you to your knees. So who are you?. Yeah, who
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. I'm the face that you have to face. Mirrored in your stare. I'm what's left, I'm what's right. I'm the enemy. I'm the hand that will take you down. Bring you to your knees. So who are you?. Yeah, who
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No wind when I took the watch, my ship was still waitin'. I lay on that mirrored sky, a restless sail waitin'. I closed my eyes, said the words of will for the gentle breathin'. That moves the sea
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. I'm the face that you have to face. Mirrored in your stare. I'm what's left, I'm what's right. I'm the enemy. I'm the hand that will take you down. Bring you to your knees. So who are you?. Yeah, who
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No wind when I took the watch, my ship was still waitin'. I lay on that mirrored sky, a restless sail waitin'. I closed my eyes, said the words of will for the gentle breathin'. That moves the sea
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I could barely see the traffic lights . Bleed red to yellow in the starry night. The river mirrored back the London eye . Pure nostalgia . Feeling like a dream in a rented dress . I’m a supernova
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me. My dick is too big, there's a big bang theory. Got her picture in my iPhone, what do y'all think?. While y'all niggas masturbate, I'm in that Ariel Pink. If I am just a rapper, man, you could've
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nice words. I slice verbs and predicets, ghetto etiquette. Y'all better get, this dime-mega *. The braniac, the theory be conspiracy. Keep my eye on the birdie, but never get my hands dirty
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ta. Waitin at a red light; kentucky fried chicken and. Low end theory tape in; bass crazy kickin and. See this puerto rican latin chico, rico, suave. In a red corolla; ay yo, does he wanna play
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freestyle, free như là khuyến mãi . Hater muốn hate, thì hate, nhưng sao chép thơ ra tay làm gì? . SD ở đây toàn giám thị, quay vần cop style là nhảm nhí . Bụi còn đóng trên street theory . chính hiệu từ phân
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Let's take the boat out on the bay. Forget your job for just one day. I wish it didn't have to be so bad. It might be inappropriate, because. Either way, our band gets dropped, oh yeah. I wish it
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any sense had already left town. He was standing in the doorway lookin' like the Jack of Hearts He moved across the mirrored room, "Set em up for everyone", he said. Then everyone commenced to do what
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any sense had already left town. He was standing in the doorway looking like the Jack of Hearts. . He moved across the mirrored room "Set it up for everyone" he said. Then everyone commenced to do
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Song Well, Everybody's * In A U. F. O. - Rob Zombie. This is the story of the one-eyed wolf. Called the honey of super doom. She rode her five legged beast. In a mirrored bikini right out of
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mirrored stairways. Two of life's best mind canaries Fire it up, fire it up. When we fix the carburetor. Then we'll push off once again. In an hour or so later It honestly was beautifully bold. Like
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Intro/chorus. . We got the jazz x4. . Verse one q-tip. . Stern firm and young with a laid-back tongue. The aim is to succeed and achieve at 21. Just like ringling brothers, i'll daze and astou
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mans' then would be Nancy. To kill the Jesse James rough, step back, check your steps. I'll love your theory like the chi-chi-woo-woo-boogie-man. You say I'm balanced but you're Silence of the Lambs
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mans' then would be Nancy. To kill the Jesse James rough, step back, check your steps. I'll love your theory like the chi-chi-woo-woo-boogie-man. You say I'm balanced but you're Silence of the Lambs
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told. Through the years a theory can grow cold. I'm up to be the king, it's gotten clear. The voice inside my head is the one I hear. Singing I'm gonna love me again. Check in on my very best friend
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She's taking her time making up the reasons. To justify all the hurt inside. Guess she knows from the smiles and the look in their eyes. Everyone's got a theory about the bitter one. They're saying
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ice cream blend, hey Mirror, mirror on the wall. Palm readings and crystal balls. It's obvious for all to see. How uncertain it will be Fortune tellers and mirrored walls. Tarot cards and ouija