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Well, this is like a menance to di society. Big enough fi all di ghetto lady. (All gals). Rock out and gwaan crazy. (Big tip). Sing along. (Sung) Gimmie the girl dem wit the wickedest slam. Di
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I was born in the back seat. Of a travellin' hurricane. I came up in the back streets. The city with no name. I was raised on trouble. Rock when I should roll. I never could control it. And I
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. . Wrestling with the rope from darkness is no * life that I would choose. . I am a master hunter I cured my skin, now nothing gets in. Nothing not as hard as it tries
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on. . So 1, 2. 1, 2, 3 slam!!!. . Kinky hair when I wake up. . Straight when I go to bed. . My dad speaks jive talk to me, don't know what he just said. . My mother she's a honkey. . My
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to see?. I see no sense in doing this. Not enough for me. I * up everything but let me explain. ". . Some day you shall flee,. Panting and weak. . Master passion greed. . All within me
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to see?. I see no sense in doing this. Not enough for me. I * up everything but let me explain. ". . Some day you shall flee,. Panting and weak. . Master passion greed. . All within me
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Bài hát Master Of Puppets - Metallica. End of passion play, crumbling away. I'm your source of self-destruction. Veins that pump with fear, sucking darkest clear. Feeding on your death's construction
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Bow down in position against the polished steel. This is something different, you'll like the way this feels. No time for asking questions, no time for wondering. We've heard enough from you now
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fooled. This time my heart is strong. You are standing right before. The master of sorrow. Won’t feel again. Suffer no more. This time my heart is cold. You are standing right before. The master of sorrow
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A your youth you know! Wew!. . For the master has come back, Gong the originally. Run for the grand finale, mi inna mi Clarky-Wally. For the master has come man, Man! I do it regulary. Through
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for three". . . but no!. From the room far back a gray-haired man. Came forward and picked up the bow;. Then wiping the dust from the old violin,. And tightening up the strings,. He played a
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all you need. Dedicated to. How I'm killing you. . Come crawling faster. Obey your master. Your life burns faster. Obey your master. Master. . Master of puppets I'm pulling your strings
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. The master and the slave. Will rule us to our grave Every time I see a sign. Tell me what's the bottom line, tell me. I just want a place to rest. Count to four and catch my breath One, two, three
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I can do the Kung Fu . Do the moves I do . (Hee Hah Hu Hah) x2 . I can play the master . I'm the master blaster . (Hee Hah Hu Hah) x2 . Can you do it faster? . How long can you last here? . (Hee Hah
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That old master painter from the faraway hills. painted the violets and the daffodills. He put the purple in the twilight haze,. then did a rainbow for the rainy days. Dreamed up the murals on the
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That old master painter from the faraway hills. painted the violets and the daffodills. He put the purple in the twilight haze,. then did a rainbow for the rainy days. Dreamed up the murals on the
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Kick off shoes, jump on the jock. Listen to the Jam Master as he starts to rock. His name is Jay and he's on his way. To be the best DJ in the US of A J A Y are the letters of his name. Cutting
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Kick off shoes, jump on the jock. Listen to the Jam Master as he starts to rock. His name is Jay and he's on his way. To be the best DJ in the US of A J A Y are the letters of his name. Cutting
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I think it's so cute and I think it's so sweet. How you let your friends encourage you to try and talk to me. But let me stop you there, oh, before you speak. Nah to the ah to the, no, no, no. My
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