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Talk Talk The Gift

days that we all hold on to. reaching for a small-town downtown, night rain, All the slightly insane on the 18 North Main, An unwrapped gift from me

were ringing through my heart, and tearing open wounds apart, like spanning lifetimes spent within, its not what i wanted, sleep isnt very far from now, a gift

a final slow dance through the days that we all hold on to. Here's the promises I've made, tied too tight to undo. An unwrapped gift from me to you. All

the drive-in In the old man's Ford Behind the bushes 'Til I'm screamin' for more More, more Down the basement Lock the cellar door And baby Talk dirty to me And baby Talk

forgot my hewey, dewey, lewie. Wedding green lam we call it watermelan, I call him SB he call me nicki tellem im badder then a felon, he generous like Ellen. aint talking

r-rahim, Al hamdu lillaahi rabiil'alamin (Oooohh) We gettin' arab money (haha), We gettin' arab money Busta rhymes verse you can talk about your money

lil niggas just my parakeets macking masterpiece My life is good, my bitches bad I'm switching pads, changing watches in my christmas bag I got the gift of gab, talked

creates weak rhymes You ain't never kicked knowledge one time Just livin' on your own dick, that's a crime Homeboy, why don't you talk about somethin' You just talkin

And I always find, yeah, I always find something wrong You been putting up with my shit just way too long I'm so gifted at finding what I don't like the