Getting the brush Getting the brush Life seems so futile Getting the brush Getting the brush I call my baby But she never picks up the phone You know
yea ya know na na na yea ya know (Chorus) gwan sugar pie sweetie come brush me me love ya style way ya bring it come touch me give you anything i'll
Maria: You use a brush to brush your hair Singers: Brush brush boogie Luis: You use a brush to paint a chair Singers: Brush brush boogie Maria: Hair
We broom, we brush Yeah, yeah We don't make a fuss Yeah, yeah Dropping litter is a sin Yeah, yeah So put it in the bin Yeah, yeah We broom, we brush
Deadly medley part two That's my word It ain't safe no more, bitch Yo, yo, brain gets punctured and drained through the nasal Hour of assassination be
In the most desolate corner Bad case of the urban blues Another brick in the living shadow All inhale the downward spiral Hey, get in line for tragic
Your words left a dagger in my heart And left a bitter melody To that you have seen all that I am You have no reason I never told you how I felt Because
On God's green earth, the golden sun shines down On God's green earth, the fields are red and brown When the silver rain of springtime brings the miracle
I can tell, it won't be very long to follow Him We'll have to be so strong Evil forces at us, they will be aimed, I don't worry And I won't be ashamed
Out here in the desert, it's an unforgiving land The sun don't show no mercy on a hot and thirsty man My soul cried out for water but every teardrop fell
Why don't you just give in? Just like a Siamese twin I mean to stick to you Until you do I won't take it on the chin You'll never leave me flat I'm not
Brush those tears from your eyes And try to realize That the ache in my heart is for you Brush those tears from your eyes And try to realize That from
In the most desolate corner A bad case of the urban blues Another brick in the living shadow All inhale the downward spiral Hey, get in line for tragic
(feat. Oschino) [Meek Millz:] Yea Yea Let Me Grab My Shoulder Right Shiny Patten Leather Pradas Look Like A Bowlin Ball Diamonds On My Neck And Wrist
Just about seen it all from the bottom of the pit To the top of the ball I don?t wanna wind up caught in the dark Feels like I?m swimming in a pool of
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[Method] Uhh [M. Killa] Deadly Medley part two [Method] That's my word! It ain't safe no more... bitch! [Masta Killa] Yo, yo Brain gets
In the wait of the final crisis Is it close at hand an auspicious
