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The velvet fog came after the sun wept her last rays. Shedding her tears for the night,. The night she'll never see. The all-seeing eye, the dead light of luna. Watched as the gloom gently closed
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Terror Squad, ungh. Now why you wanna go and * with them?. Platinum status, motherfuckers, eat a dick!. . Now who's the underrated pro, they scared to play on the radio?. Who lives the lyrics
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jerrywhooo!!. welcome back to the jerry swinger show. today's show is about. women who feels neglected in relationships. here we've got mercides and her. seven year boyfriend ray-ray row-row. ray
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in the back of the club. Squad deep and we all got snuff. Hold the fort down, we ain't gonna budge. Bother nobody less you * with us You can bring it to us however you want. Shake your, booty
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pity. Not tear gas nor baton charge. That stops you taking the city Guatemala, Honduras, Poland, the Hundred-Years War. TV re-run invasion. Death squad Salvador. Afghanistan, meditation, old Chinese
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Prendi la luna per me. Portala piu' vicino. Amami come un bambino. Questa notte non so cos'e'. Dammi la serenita'. Dl un tempo che e' passato. Fammi sentire piu' amato. Stiamo soli io e te
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Bài hát Can You Feel The Love Tonight - Il Divo, Heather Headley . No te has dado cuenta. Me huelo lo peor. Porque ese par se va a enamorar. Volvemos a ser dos. La brisa de la noche. La luna y su
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Bài hát Can You Feel The Love Tonight - Il Divo, Heather Headley . No te has dado cuenta. Me huelo lo peor. Porque ese par se va a enamorar. Volvemos a ser dos. La brisa de la noche. La luna y su
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watch now, armagedon. Roof on fire, fire. We ride, ride. Pull up in a tank, bow-bow. Yeah, on ciroc, in the drop, full of. Yeah, we the squad, 100 cars full of. Yeah, I pull up with?. Yeah, especially
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Ohh, my, my, my. I'm feelin' high. My money's gone. I'm all alone. Too much 2 see, the world keeps turnin'. Oh what a day, what a day, what a day. . Peace & blessins' manifest. With every
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. Death squad Salvador. Afghanistan, meditation, old Chinese flu. Kick junk, what else can a poor worker do? Ghetto defendant. In heroin pity. Not tear gas nor baton charge. That stops you taking the
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love again. If you would only Turn around. Hear the sound of my heart beating for you C'mon, c'mon, I think you're so special. What would it take for me to get to you?. I love the way you walk and