Anonymous ID: b808b2 June 9, 2018, 3:35 p.m. No.38987   🗄️.is 🔗kun

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Puscifer

 

The Mission (M Is For Milla Mix)

 

What do you know?

The birds and the bees they are wise to the lies

What do you know?

So they took to the trees and took to the skies

What do you know?

On top of the chain and safe from the rain

What do you know?

Whatcha' know about the ways of the underside?

What do you know?

 

Bought a hot shot gat from a north end guinea (What do you know?)

'Cause they're hip to the bull and hip to the lies (What do you know?)

Ante up with your ass cause you ain't got a penny (What do you know?)

Whatcha' know about the ways on the underside?

What do you know?

 

>Bought a hot shot gat from a north end guinea (What do you know?)

<Ante up with your ass cause you ain't got a penny (What do you know?)

>Droppin' bombs from above cut ya all down to size (What do you know?)

<'Cause they're hip to the bull and they're hip to the lies

(What do you know?)

>Yeah, the streets rose in two perfect waves in the night

(What do you know?)

<Crashes on my left and one on my right

(What do you know?)

>It's all fire and brimstone baby, so let's go outside (What do you know?)

<It's all fire and brimstone baby, I got my brand new pistol baby (What do you know?)

 

Bought a hot shot gat from a north end guinea (What do you know?)

Ante up with your ass cause you ain't got a penny (What do you know?)

Droppin' bombs from above cut ya all down to size (What do you know?)

Cause they're hip to the bull and they're hip to the lies

And they're hip to the lies

 

<Our turn to decide who lives and who dies

<Right in front of your eyes, it's time to get up

<Our turn to decide who lives and who dies

<Now answer the lies, it's time to get up

<Our turn to decide who lives and who dies

<Whatcha' know about the ways on the underside?

What do (you) know?

 

>Bought a hot shot gat from a north end guinea

>Now answer the lies, it's time to get up

What do (you) know?

>Ante up with your ass cause you ain't got a penny

 

<'Cause you ain't got a penny, time to get up

What do (you) know?

<Droppin' bombs from above cut you all down to size

<Now answer the lies, it's time to get up

What do (you) know?

<'Cause (((they)))'re hip to the bull and they're hip to the lies

<And they're hip to the lies

 

>Our turn to decide who lives and who dies

>Now answer the lies, it's time to get up

>Our turn to decide who lives and who dies

>Right in front of your eyes, it's time to get up

>Our turn to decide who lives and who dies

>Now answer the lies, it's time to get up

>Our turn to decide who lives and who dies

 

What do you know?

What do you know?

What do you know?

What do you know?

 

>alot of folk know alot of things…

<maynard knœž mooя'и =мœ§þ.

Anonymous ID: b808b2 June 9, 2018, 5:46 p.m. No.38988   🗄️.is 🔗kun

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Sting

 

Mad About You

 

**A stone's throw from Jerusalem

I walked a lonely mile in the moonlight

And though a million stars were shining

My heart was lost on a distant planet

That whirls around the April moon

Whirling in an arc of sadness

I'm lost without you I'm lost without you**

>Though all my kingdoms turn to sand

And fall into the sea

<I'm mad about you I'm mad about you

 

**And from the dark secluded valleys

I heard the ancient sighs of sadness

But every step I thought of you

Every footstep only you

And every star a grain of sand

The leavings of a dried up ocean

Tell me, how much longer? How much longer?**

 

>They say a city in the desert lies

<The vanity of an ancient king

==But the city lies in broken piecesr=

Where the wind howls and the vultures sing

>These are the works of man

>This is the sum of our ambition

It would make a prison of my life

If you became another's wife

With every prison blown to dust

My enemies walk free

<I'm mad about you I'm mad about you

 

And I have never in my life

*Felt more alone than I do nowj

Although I claim dominions over all I see

It means nothing to me

There are no victories

In all our histories, without love

 

A stone's throw from Jerusalem

I walked a lonely mile in the moonlight

And though a million stars were shining

My heart was lost on a distant planet

That whirls around the April moon

Whirling in an arc of sadness

I'm lost without you I'm lost without you

And though you hold the keys to ruin

Of everything I see

With every prison blown to dust,

My enemies walk free

Though all my kingdoms turn to sand

And fall into the sea

I'm mad about you I'm mad about you

 

it seems to an Woman.

just as easily a son to his father far from home…

far from home.

>save one line.

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