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I won't resist you no For there'll be peace when you are done
And that's word to Ma Duke So here we go on the walk of fame His eyes they were gleaming like fire Et je dessinais dans mes cahiers
It stands to reason that we have got all we need.
Sleep floating child.
Niggas is worse the sheists for the merchandise
Now the joker's here to pick the sores
How many, many times the worm had turned
Now it's up to you and me
Los ni+-os me saludan y yo les sonr+oo
Born together, roaded in life
Shame up till today I was doin fine
This is reality, cast me away!
I wrote this out cause in person I know you tried to shake me
Buried treasure sunken deep, in darkened tombs where dead men sleep.
There's plenty of room in Japan
And it's deep inside of meTá