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turn my back on the hood, I got love for them. Can't clean my act up for good, too much thug in 'em. Probably end up back of the hood, I'm like '**** it then' I feel like a black militant takin' over
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supermassive I thought I was a fool for no one. Oh baby I'm a fool for you. You're the queen of the superficial. And how long before you tell the truth You set my soul alight. You set my soul alight Glaciers
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supermassive I thought I was a fool for no one. Oh baby I'm a fool for you. You're the queen of the superficial. And how long before you tell the truth You set my soul alight. You set my soul alight Glaciers
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Walking alone tonight 'cause I've only got room for two. Me and my burdened black heart, it's all we know how to do. Yet I look for a bigger bang than the kind I continually see. Sick of all this
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be so sweet. On the sunny side of the street I used to walk in the shade. With those blues on parade. But I'm not afraid. This Rover crossed over If I never have a cent. I'll be rich as
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me Cosmic. Teh-hun-zu for tribal, Brother J when trying to rock it. Six-foot black boot god in the suit of the warrior. So now I'm taller 'n 'ya,check'n me out. A - D - A - M. Prepare your mind
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minutes. This won't take long, sing us a song that stops the sirens Another tomorrow, shedding the shade we made yesterday. Disguised as the lightning, dissolving all of the thunder there. Appeasing our
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. The roles that we play. Whether the future. Has a darker or brighter day. I will still love you. Yeah, to the last mile of the way. (All of your night). (All of your day). (I'll stay with you). To the
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Now, our Daddy's grew cotton spittin' dust of a mornin'. We met on a school bus rollin' through the Autumn fields our Daddy's raised. Beneath a hot August sky our Mothers waved goodbye. My Daddy
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tiBlack Or White. arMichael Jackson. al. BLACK OR WHITE. Michael Jackson. I took my baby. On a saturday bang. Boy is that girl with you. Yes we're one and the same. Now I believe in miracles. And a
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tiBlack Or White. arMichael Jackson. al. BLACK OR WHITE. Michael Jackson. I took my baby. On a saturday bang. Boy is that girl with you. Yes we're one and the same. Now I believe in miracles. And a
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Dream of me baby. In a place, far away from here. And dream of we made it. Now we see, what is crystal clear. . Cause this life, this lonely, lonely life. Always caught on winter's edge. Cuts
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a wedding bend,. When I last saw those hands. They belonged, belonged to a child. So innocent and wild. Oh I miss the days,. Miss the days,. Of white and black. You led me astray. But I'll
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be so sweet. On the sunny side of the street I used to walk in the shade. With those blues on parade. But I'm not afraid. This Rover crossed over If I never have a cent. I'll be rich as
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Far away a voice is calling. Bells of memory chime. Come home again,come home again. They call through the oceans of time We'll keep a welcome in the hillside. We'll keep a welcome in the Vales
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born the bright side of midnight. When her mama was seventeen. She was a hot blooded - god fearin' - gospel girl. The finest that I ever seen. She's black coffee. little bit 'o cream. Sweet brown sugar
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black butterfly. With your wings near fire,. But confess when your tire,. Is the candle worth the flame?. Your Queen of the Night. But with morning's early light. There's not a hear to really call
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Slick black Cadillac Ooo, just a big black set of wheels. Is what it takes to get me off. I'm gonna drive all night. Spin my wheels all night. It feels all right, oh yeah, it feels all right I
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. You are Black Gold. Now maybe no one else has ever told you so. But you're golden, baby. Black Gold with a diamond soul. Think of all the strength you have in you. From the blood you carry within
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There's a black cloud. Hanging over my head. Down to my last buck. With an old black cloud. Hanging over my head. There ain't no such thing. As good luck. . Oh, the very first. Saturday of
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It was on the Isle of Capri that I found her. Beneath the shade of an old walnut tree. Oh, I can still see the flowers bloomin' 'round her. Where we met on the Isle of Capri She was as sweet as a
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Take me back to the black hills. The black hills of Dakota. To the beautiful Indian country. That I love Lost my heart in the black hills. The black hills of Dakota. Where the pines are so high
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Walking alone tonight. 'Cause I've only got room for two. Me and my burdened black heart,. It's all we know how to do. . Yet I look for a bigger bang. Than the kind I continually see. Sick of
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Song Goodbyes Painted Black - Shamrain. Cover your eyes . They are playing our lives . Backwards . It's not a pleasant sight . All the things we tread down . And leave. Behind to die. Say goodbye. As
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Bài hát Black Is The Colour Of My True Love'S Hair - All Angels. Black is the colour . Of my true love's hair. Her lips are like. A rose so fair. She's got the sweetest face. And the gentlest hands
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Waves of sound, waves of static. Through the windows in my room. And the seeds that you planted. In a coffee cup that never bloom Are you home tonight?. Are you laying in bed watching black and white
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there because he's a victim of the times. I wear the black for those who never read,. Or listened to the words that Jesus said,. About the road to happiness through love and charity,. Why, you'd think
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there because he's a victim of the times. I wear the black for those who never read,. Or listened to the words that Jesus said,. About the road to happiness through love and charity,. Why, you'd think
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on. . I wear the black for the poor and the beaten down,. Livin' in the hopeless, hungry side of town,. I wear it for the prisoner who has long paid for his crime,. But is there because he's a
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Sooner or later this will fall apart. It takes more than science to save a failing heart. I wanted to keep you and hide you from your sin. But no one could reach you You say I'm a black hole
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There's a long line of mourners driving down our little street. Their fancy cars are such a sight to see. They're all of your rich friends who you knew in the city. And now they finally brought
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spit. Nothing darker than love. That's gone sour, Satan's spit Out of the bowels of love. The bowels of love. The bowels of love. The bowels of love Out of the bowels of love. The bowels of love
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Bài hát Black Magic Woman/Gypsy Queen - Santana. Got a black magic woman. Got a black magic woman. I got a black magic woman. Got me so blind I can't see. That she's a black magic woman. She's tryin
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Bài hát Black Magic Woman/Gypsy Queen - Santana. Got a black magic woman. Got a black magic woman. I got a black magic woman. Got me so blind I can't see. That she's a black magic woman. She's tryin
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call the black bottom. I want to learn that dance. Come on and show that dance you call your big black bottom. It puts you in a trance. . Early last morning 'bout the break of day. Grandpa told my