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roots. Like a dizzy summer bloom. Got me thinking about you. My roots. Getting higher than the moon. Got me thinking about you. Every time it takes me to my roots. My roots, my roots. My roots, my roots
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). (brand new and live from jill scott). (making the ghetto feel hot and say what you say). (let'em know). . jill. Met him on a thursday sunny afternoon cumulus clouds. 84 degrees he was brown. Said he
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you had is gone, I think it's sweet. I think it's stronger than any lie you can tell on me He knows my heart and that's the part. Your roots are dug up so you might as well give up. I see your
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Bài hát The Eve - EXO. Ttokbaro bwa What’s the situation . Danghwanghan neoui siseon neomeo . Kkeunnae muneojineun seongbyeok . Chacheum balgaoneun saebyeok Yeah uh . Kkeuteopsi ieojigo isseo . Mudin
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Free. Free. Free. Free like a willow tree. Free like a summer's eve. Free like the waves are crashing on the side on a solitary beach. Free like a bumblebee. Free like the open sea. Free like
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Free, free, free Free like a willow tree. Free like a summer's eve. Free like the waves are crashing. On the side on a solitary beach Free like a bumblebee. Free like the open sea. Free like the
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, supple, and fine,. Hear them,. all those oohs and ahhs slip as she lick her lips,. Oh, they want to * her,. The want to rub their dicks on her precious clitoris,. They want to watch them big gold
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Roots Natty roots. Dread Binghi dread. I and I are the roots Some are leaf. Some are branches. I and I are the roots Some are the dry wood. For the fire. Whoa, Look at that They need a dry wood
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Eve, I can't believe that you could mean. What you just said. Think of what you are. How very far you are from being real Look into the mirror. Nothing there to see. Eve, I can't believe. You'd
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Eve, I can't believe that you could mean. What you just said. Think of what you are. How very far you are from being real Look into the mirror. Nothing there to see. Eve, I can't believe. You'd
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Sweet Justice, climb the mountain. Though your hands maybe weary. Swim the ocean. Though your legs maybe tired Run the extra mile. Though your stride maybe worn-down. Fight, fight, fight, fight
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Never in my wildest days did I think. I'd find someone like you. I like your style. You're swift, you're agile. Everything about ya stays true You stood before the sun almost struck me blind
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Slowly, surely, I'll walk away from. That old desperate and tainted love Caught up in a maze of love, the crazy, crazy love. Thought it was good, thought it was real. Thought it was, but it wasn't
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BASS CHECK 1-2. KEYS CHECK 1-2. DRUMS CHECK 1-2. Its The Roots,. Now what we want y'all to do is sit back y'all, and just relax y'all,. Sit back y'all, and just relax y'all,. Sit back y'all
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BASS CHECK 1-2. KEYS CHECK 1-2. DRUMS CHECK 1-2. Its The Roots,. Now what we want y'all to do is sit back y'all, and just relax y'all,. Sit back y'all, and just relax y'all,. Sit back y'all
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BASS CHECK 1-2. KEYS CHECK 1-2. DRUMS CHECK 1-2. Its The Roots,. Now what we want y'all to do is sit back y'all, and just relax y'all,. Sit back y'all, and just relax y'all,. Sit back y'all
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I like that I can talk with you. And you seem to adore it. I like that I can tell you. Exactly how I feel I like that you don't look at me. That confused kind of way when. The thoughts are
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, be ready ready I am so fly. I can fly higher than high. I can be many styles at the same time You're now rocking with the best. Your Royal Highness. If you want a test then test me but When when
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listen to a symphony. Or maybe chill and just be, or maybe. Maybe we can take a cruise and listen to the Roots or maybe eat some passion fruit. Or maybe cry to the blues. Or maybe we could just be
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the Fifth darkness We go back like ancients, while you ain't *. Sub-terrainean, never against the grain-ean. Afro-American slash half-blade-ean. In your universe, my star's the most radiant Eve-ry
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(Acoustic, 1 Mic 1 TakeLive ). (From Abbey Road Studios). Ca sĩ Calum Scott. There goes my heart beating. Cause you are the reason. I'm losing my sleep. Please come back now. And there goes my mind
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Jack, wanting someone to feel. Sat up on the hill and. Waited all day for Jill. . Jill, always away from home. Never bothering to phone. Always leaving poor Jack alone. . Now why do you think
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there's too much on my mind say what?. Malik get on the mic, there's too much on my mind Johnny on the spot, got the rhythm and the rhyme. * with The Roots, you know them niggas is the dime. I can
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