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Bài hát Let's Go - The Diplomats. I've been really tryin' baby. Tryin' to hold back these feelings for so long. And if you feel like I feel baby. Come on. Ohhh come on. Woo. Let's get on. Little
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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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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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through. Ah, but time is the master of healing. Love is the master of everything that we do Therell be snow on the passes tomorrow. You can feel it in the chill of the wind. Let the rain wash away all
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- the master stroke. . Ploughman "Waggoner Will" and types. Politician with senatorial pipe. He's a dilly dally oh. Pedagogue squinting wears a frown. And a satyr peers under ladies gown. He's a
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gone!. But the MASTER comes, and the foolish crowd,. Never can quite understand,. The worth of a soul, and the change that's wrought. By the touch of the MASTER'S hand.
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Song Try - P!nk. Ever wonder about what he's doing. How it all turned to lies. Sometimes I think that it's better to never ask why. Where there is desire. There is gonna be a flame. Where there is a
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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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river. . (Chorus 1). Know the season may come. Know the season may go. When love is joined together. With whoever be made whole. When the master calls the roll. . Verse. Oh my darling will you
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you scream. Master, master. Needlework the way, never you betray. life of death becoming clearer. Pain monopoly, ritual misery. chop your breakfast on a mirror. Taste me you will see. More is all you
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Ya see, wenches be messy like Marvin. My homies be ballin', pimp tricks eryday, from L. A. to the Bay. To New Orleans, the original big baby, like Big Mike. Don't make me Tina Turner one of you
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Song Beats To The Rhyme - Run-D. M. C. DJ's and MC's, coming up next is the one and only. Incredible, Jam Master. Yo, back up off the ropes, punk. Run. Beats to the rhyme, the rhyme I just made
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go and P upon a tree. The people walk by and say, "Aiyy D M C". No no, no no, yo bro it is not me, right? I got to P, I got to P upon a tree, right. I got to P, I got to P upon a tree
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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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. Master. . Needlework the way, never you betray. Life of death becoming clearer. Pain monopoly, ritual misery. Chop your breakfast on a mirror. . Taste me you will see. More is all you need
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I never traveled further north than old Van Courtland park. And never further south than the aquarium. I've seen the charm of Jersey City, but first let me remark. I saw it from the Empire State
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Bài hát Warriorz - M. O. P. YEAH!! (Ooh *!). YOU KNOW WHO THE * THIS IS?. IT'S THE HARDEST, SPITTIN'. M. O. P. Chorus Billy Danze. Warrior! Come out and play nigga!. I'm callin' ya! What you
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ar P!nk. ti The Truth About Love. al The Truth About Love. Title True Love. Artist P!nk. Album The Truth About Love. The truth about love comes at 3am. You wake up * up and you *** a pen. And
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ar P!nk. ti The Truth About Love. al The Truth About Love. Title True Love. Artist P!nk. Album The Truth About Love. The truth about love comes at 3am. You wake up * up and you *** a pen. And
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Bài hát The Zyko P Insanity - Psychopunch. Blanks in my pocket a wasteland in my head. I wanna spit it out but it seems like everyone is dead. Booby trap my mind and baby count to three. I laugh at
