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Soundtrack Artists All For You

Never liked you, why slice you Do ass, or I wipe you off the map, all that shit you talkin? Yo relax Just a act, what you tryin to win a Oscar? For the

give it all for you I'd give it all for you by my side once more Oh, I'd give it all for you I'd give it all to hold you again To feel I'm completed

them elements If you was up to my level I'd probably wail all on ya But you ain't bitch you bumb time don't tell on ya What the fuck you think its time

Like Jimmy Jam and Terry Lewis, you can't do this, man, You don't mean nothing to us, you never knew us You can't see Daz, I got my life on it (straight

my impulse Honesty should be the best policy but it's not that simple Have you ever had the sky inject a cloud into your lymph nodes So all you see is

again, you know Get up man, real talk in New York for u man Ooh, (fabolous) Its all eyes on me like mister straw So they wanna fuck you right in the

gotta keep me a beauty queen, how do you stuff all that booty up in them jeans, now i mean i gotta keep me a beauty queen, how do you stuff all that

Movie: Cursed Artist: MBD Song: Let Me Out You're holy, not so holy, turning slowly, turning out. You're hateful, very hateful, so unfaithful,

Soundtrack Outside the sidelines failing, harder than the martyred stars of made-for-TV crime Indoor living in a cardboard confines counts for very