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Album: The Best Of William Burroughs Cd4
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William S. Burroughs - Dinosaurs.mp3 |
10.58 Mb |
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William S. Burroughs - Sexual Conditioning.mp3 |
15.15 Mb |
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William S. Burroughs - Dead Souls.mp3 |
7.35 Mb |
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William S. Burroughs - The Cat Inside: Excerpts.mp3 |
15.86 Mb |
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William S. Burroughs - Nothing Here Now But The Recordings: Captain Clark Welcomes You Aboard.mp3 |
0.72 Mb |
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William S. Burroughs - Nothing Here Now But The Recordings: The Saints Go Marching Through All The Popular Tunes.mp3 |
7.40 Mb |
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William S. Burroughs - Nothing Here Now But The Recordings: Summer Will.mp3 |
3.50 Mb |
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William S. Burroughs - Nothing Here Now But The Recordings: Outside The Pier Prowled Like Electric Turtles.mp3 |
2.18 Mb |
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William S. Burroughs - Nothing Here Now But The Recordings: The Total Taste Is Here, New Cut-Ups.mp3 |
1.15 Mb |
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William S. Burroughs - Nothing Here Now But The Recordings: We See The Future Through The Binoculars Of The People.mp3 |
20.14 Mb |
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William S. Burroughs - Nothing Here Now But The Recordings: Just Checking Your Summer Recordings.mp3 |
3.06 Mb |
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William S. Burroughs - Nothing Here Now But The Recordings: Creepy Letter, Cut-Up At The Beat Hotel In Paris.mp3 |
3.44 Mb |
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William S. Burroughs - Nothing Here Now But The Recordings: Inching, Is This Machine Recording?.mp3 |
1.78 Mb |
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William S. Burroughs - Nothing Here Now But The Recordings: Handkerchief Masks, News Cut-Ups.mp3 |
5.96 Mb |
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William S. Burroughs - Nothing Here Now But The Recordings: Word Falling, Photo Falling.mp3 |
2.54 Mb |
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William S. Burroughs - Nothing Here Now But The Recordings: Throat Microphone Experiment.mp3 |
1.80 Mb |
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William S. Burroughs - Nothing Here Now But The Recordings: It's About Time To Identify Oven Area.mp3 |
2.06 Mb |
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William S. Burroughs - Nothing Here Now But The Recordings: Last Words Of Hassan Sabbah.mp3 |
21.54 Mb |
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William S. Burroughs - Nothing Here Now But The Recordings: I Was Fooling Around With These Tapes In Hotels.mp3 |
5.83 Mb |
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Artist: Lil Wayne
Song: Drop The World
(Lil Wayne)
I got ice in my veins, blood in my eyes
Hate in my heart, love in my mind
I seen nights full of pain, days of the same
You keep the sunshine, save me the rain
I search but never find, hurt but never cry
I work and forever try, but I'm cursed, so never mind
And it's worse, but better times seem further and beyond
The top gets higher the more that I climb
The spot gets smaller, and I get bigger
Tryna get into where I fit in, no room for a n*gga
But soon for a n*gga it be on, mu'f*cka
'Cause all the bullshit, it made me strong, mu'f*cka
So I pick the world up and I'ma drop it on your f*ckin' head
Bitch, I'ma pick the world up and I'ma drop it on your f*ckin' head
And I could die now, Rebirth motherf*cker
Hop up in my spaceship and leave Earth, motherf*cker
I'm gone
Motherf*cker, I'm gone
I know what they don't wanna tell you
Just hope you're heaven-sent, and you're hell-proof
I-I walk up in the world and cut the lights off
And confidence is the stain they can't wipe off
Huh, my word is my pride
But wisdom is bleak, and that's a word from the wise
Served to survive, murdered and bribed
And when it got too heavy I put my burdens aside
So I could pick the world up and I'ma drop it on your f*ckin' head
Bitch, I'ma pick the world up and I'ma drop it on your f*ckin' head
And I could die now, Rebirth motherf*cker
Hop up in my spaceship and leave Earth, motherf*cker
I'm gone
Motherf*cker, I'm gone (I'm gone)
(Eminem)
It hurts, but I never show this pain you'll never know
If only you could see just how lonely and how cold
And frostbit I've become, my back's against the wall
When push come to shove, I just stand up and scream "F*ck 'em all"
Man, it feels like these walls are closing in
This roof is caving in, up it's time to raise it then
Your days are numbered like pages in
My book of rhymes, got 'em cookin', boy
This crooked mind of mine got 'em all
Shook and scared to look in my eyes
I stole that f*ckin' clock
I took the time and I
Came up from behind
And pretty much snuck up
And butt-f*cked this game up
Better be careful when you bring my name up
F*ck this fame, that ain't what
I came to claim but the game
Ain't gonna be the same on the day that I leave it
But I swear one way or another I'ma make these f*ckin' haters believe that
I swear to God, won't spare the rod
I'm a man of my word, so your f*ckin' heads better nod
Or I'ma f*ck around in this bitch and roast everybody
Sleep on me, that pillow is where your head'll lie
Permanently, bitch, it's beddy-bye
This world is my Easter egg, yeah, prepare to die
My head is swole, my confidence is up
This stage is my pedestal
I'm unstoppable, incredible-
Hulk, you're trapped in my medicine ball
I could run circles around you so fast your f*ckin' head'll spin, dog
I split your cabbage and your lettuce and olives
I'll f*ckin'
Pick the world up and I'ma drop it on your f*ckin' head
Bitch, I'ma pick the world up and I'ma drop it on your f*ckin' head
And I could die now, Rebirth motherf*cker
Hop up in my spaceship and leave Earth, motherf*cker
I'm gone
Motherf*cker, I'm gone (I'm gone)
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