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Bombs And Beating Hearts Some Call It Hate

sliding rail. i tried to gring it, but I had to bail. we're all hopeless romatics, enemies of the state (heyheyhey), driven by love, but some call it hate

up in the air and go play wanna go play and stay here and love me everyday [CHORUS] [Bun B] now theres a stranger in my house and my bed fucking up my life and

ain't it, we got some soldiers locked down It's been perfect for what we doin' when they drop down It's hot now and we right up in the thick of it Picture

the people and go against all this evil Some people hate it, but I made it, so I'm never concerned About what they be talkin' about, I've lived and I'

people and go against all this evil Some people hate it, but I made it, so I'm never concerned About what they be talkin' about, I've lived and I've

Creek and meeker. Those who forget the past are doomed to repeat it. Some cowboys were a ridin', ridin' on the range; The grass was over grazed there, and spotted like some

why should it be? You and I shouldn't get along. People are people so why should it be? You should hate me. You're punching and kicking, And you're

, lips are sealed and they hate it Overrated rappers made it on a wing and a prayer With old beats updated but I'm not like you bitin' barbarics Rappers with the fresh beats and

uncharted Light travels at the rate of 186,000 miles per second through time and space, until it reach a target And once we're freed of darkness, and