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28, 1982 comin through ya speakers, it features a style like this
rippin it on the mic, its like we're hype
to the old school 80's hard rock hip hop riff like this
kick it, stick it in a tape player, lickity split
rock hard the severe kid, Jedi Jay, damn that boy can play
did ya hear that shit
Everybody rip it up , yo check this style
Go go go go
No way we're fucked so hands up in the sky
Go go go go
Props go out to 1982
Go go go go
We be rockin hard for the whole damn crew
That's you
So don't test this style cause I'm set to snap
Don't pack a gun so I don't do gangster rap
I kick it over this riff, I roll a spliff
I lova my son and I'm diggin my family
Everybody rip it up, hands up in the sky,
Here we go throw it high to the J-I-M-M-Y
Jimmy's rockin on too, because of you
You know the party would suck if it wasn't for the crew, so
Everybody rip it up, yo check this style
Go go go go
No way we're fucked so hands up in the sky
Go go go go
Props go out to 1982
Go go go go
We be rockin hard for the whole damn crew
That's you
You know that I'm down with doin' wrong,
I don't give a fuck like hits from the bong, cause I hit that shit
when I get home
Hilly and a beer stickin' out my foam dome
So give me that, give me that, give me that cut
Hand me the mic and watch me rip it up
When I bust a little rhyme and roll a little rock
Pumpin the fat lowrider and crusin' round the block, so
Everybody rip it up , yo check this style
Go go go go
No way we're fucked so hands up in the sky
Go go go go
Props go out to 1982
Go go go go
We be rockin hard for the whole damn crew
Thats you
Go go go go Thats you
Go go go go Thats you
Go go go go
We be rockin hard for the whole damn crew
Thats you
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DJ Tiesto : Beautiful things
Got up early, found something's missing
my only name.
No one else sees but I got stuck,
and soon forever came.
Stopped pushing on for just a second, then nothing's changed.
Who am I this time, where's my name?
I guess it crept away.
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No one's calling for me at the door.
And unpredictable won't bother anymore.
And silently gets harder to ignore.
Look straight ahead, there's nothing left to see.
What's done is done, this life has got it's hold on me.
Just let it go, wha-
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t now can never be.
I forgot that I might see,
So many beautful things.
I forgot that I might need,
to find out what life could bring.
Take this happy ending away, it's all the same.
God won't waste this simplicity on possib....
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