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Lightning Seeds I Ll Be Around

to be so sure When When you Were walking out the door But hey If the world starts to get you down Call my name out loud I?ll be around You

ya talkin' to I'm talkin' to you, talkin' to me Listenin' 'cause I have you and I have to Be kinda smart to even catch that I might be trippin' but

the rain I had to cut that bitch off for some shit I can't explain I blamed it on her trip and she blamed it on my fame I got cupid lookin stupid But

something I can't explain. At night prowling sifting sand. Hiding around on the ground. He'll be found when you're around. That cat's something I can'

ya talkin to I'm talkin to you talkin to me Listenin' cuz I have you and I have to Be kinda smart to even catch that I might be trippin' but the pimpin

perimeter, I'm a destroy all you sinners Wrap around you like anaconda, now ya voicebox becomes volume! [Professor King Bean:] I blaze tracks like lightning

Carry large black guns in small school bags Funeral date, will be engraved on the wall, in roman numerals The Looney Tune niggaz I be rollin with, be

s the kinda girl I need after work, feeds her seeds then smokes a little weed low key; that's how my girl gon' be but I ain't found her yet and she ain