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Lost It Other

It Over Here, Niggaz gettin blunted over here] [Mr. Cheeks] Spiggy Nice, field jackets and I keep my jeans saggin You use the ???, see it's ??? sense the dragon It's lost

Lui che ha il suo lavoro e sente gia che gli manca il tempo alla sua eta' Lui con le sue storie complicate che fa i conti a casa con l'estate e piove

believe I ain't gone belive till I see Is there really a heaven for a true G' If it is I know Sterling made it, Pimp made it, My daddy made it, they

never a reason to change your ways. a need of redeeming what's lost. with dreams of blood and sloth. tell yourself it's worth the cost. blast it to pieces

: Won't you come inside? Rest a while, you must be tired It has been a long way But it's not far before you reach your goal The end of this road Another

my suitcase cause I?m going far away I have a picture of your face I packed my suitcase for my special holiday And in it I put your heart And in it I

wishing she was someone else Because the body of the doll it don't look like hers at all So she straps it on, she sucks it in, she throws it up, and

carried long and carried far, taken to The Wall. It's 40 paces to the year that he was slain. His hand's slipping down The Wall for it's slick with

my mind Yeah I kissed him one did it all the time Please baby you're scaring me now I knew I'd end up letting you down Was it worth it now with your