gfro
Yeah, we killed it. We killed it all night long.
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| Hey, homie, if ya feel me tell them tricks that shot me they missed. They ain't kill me. I can make a muthafucker shake, rattle, and roll. |
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| Boring night...boring day...boring life. |
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| @wii: Wow, I'm glad I read this on TUAW. Send me that Wii! |
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| One loves you so much, but do me a favor, baby, don't reply. Cause I can dish it out but I can't take it. |
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| The rain comes down, like the tears from your frown. Cheer up my little grey cloud girl, and we can write songs to rock the whole world. |
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| Homework is fucking depressing...depressing as hell. |
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| Burn it down 'till the embers smoke on the ground/And start new when your heart is an empty room/With walls of the deepest blue... |
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| Wake me up with a slap or a kiss, there must be something better than this. 'Cause I don't see how it can get much worse. |
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| Go and get your money little duffle bag boy... |
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| It's only teenage wasteland. |
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| There's nothing I wouldn't give. |
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| Dear God, where did my mind go? |
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| Well, I love you so much, but do me a favor baby don't reply. 'Cause I can dish it out, but I can't take it. |
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| I wish this concert would make my life Brand New. |
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| The Neverending Week |
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| I'ma tell you like Wu told me, CASH RULES EVERYTHING AROUND ME! |
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| Hustler for death. No heaven for a gangsta. |
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| Blah is an understatement. |
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