world This way I think this fucking witch knows The way And everything I feel I think this fucking witch knows The way And everything I feel I think this fucking witch
so afraid Everyone said She fucked up this time It's my brand new world Today And it's my brand new world This way I think this fucking witch
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m so afraid Everyone said She fucked up this time It's my brand new world Today And it's my brand new world This way I think this fucking witch
The moss hangs like witches hair from the big oak tree And from across the swamp there comes riding on the breeze The sound -- the sound -- Bi-Yo rhythm
want the right to walk Where I wanna yell and I'm gonna Tell and rebel every time I'm on a Microphone on the stage, cold illing The knowledge I drop
you can be livin' it up Shit I parts with nothin', y'all be frontin' Me give my heart to a woman Not for nothin', never happen I'll be forever mackin' Heart cold
Yes Close To The Edge I. The Solid Time Of Change Anderson/Howe A seasoned witch could call you from the depths of your disgrace, And rearrange your
up on a quasar His spurs was a-jingling, the door was ajar His buckle was silver, his manner was bold And I asked him to come in out of the cold His
Angels of hell are marching through the stars Showing me weak lights through the dark curtains of all your secret lies Cold winter wind Kills with
pastor, "Where do I worship?" My life is worthless, I done seen so many nights and murders The enemy stuck a knife in Curtis I wake up in cold sweat,
to the start, another try I got the time so why shouldn't I I got too much time on my hands I tried to visit J I walked out into the cold I see they
start, another try) I got the time so why should't I? (I got too much time on my hands) [Shaggy 2 Dope] I tried to visit J, I walked out into the cold
born the next day, Violent J When I was 14, I tripped on the train track And I was crushed right there on the steel rack I'm out cold, they though it
self, we dont even know each other Somones in the darkness crawling out of my closet door Thats what the nines in the mattress for Warlocks and witches
