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Soundtrack Artists New Again

have your son and my son killed? Whatever happens...whatever you see... Whatever your eyes tell you has become of me This is not... Not the end... I am making all things new again

insane before and became popular I lose something every time I leave my house Trying to gain something by running my mouth My conscience don't hold a grudge against

Pop the cork and give the champagne to the stork That brought the lyte to my momma in new york African I come again and again You kick me down I get