1. |
The Lego Star Wars Song
03:56
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So why don't you calm down and let's hangout,
And play Lego Star Wars II till our eyes fall out.
Except I forgot that you don't like that game.
And I've only got one controller anyway.
I'm running through a Target parking lot.
It's pouring rain I'm trying to find my car,
And my Uncle says we parked the other way.
My cousin jumped the curb, and slipped in the rain.
So why don't you calm down and let's hangout,
And play Lego Star Wars II till our eyes fall out.
Except I forgot that you don't like that game.
And I've only got one controller anyway.
Because you can play as whoever you'd like.
I just unlocked all the ghosts the other night.
I got Mace Windu, I just copped Count Dooku.
But Yoda's usually my go to.
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2. |
Beyda
02:19
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3. |
Catfight
02:03
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Cigarettes and painted nails again,
running through my mind.
I'm just trying to pick myself up.
She's leaving me in the dust.
And I have to admit,
That i'm about to call it quits.
I guess there ain't no room for me,
Hiding out to share my misery.
I like a girl, who likes a girl, who likes the girl that I like.
I like a girl, who likes a girl, I don't feel i'm your type.
I like a girl, who likes a girl, I think she wants a catfight.
I like a girl, who likes a girl, who likes the girl that I like.
And I was told not to disclose,
that they lie without any clothes.
And when she touches up her hair,
oh god, forgive me if I stare.
Because they're together all the time.
And i'm finally crossing the line.
I guess I'll have to face the facts.
Got to learn to keep it in my pants.
I like a girl, who likes a girl, who likes the girl that I like.
I like a girl, who likes a girl, I don't feel i'm your type.
I like a girl, who likes a girl, I think she wants a catfight.
I like a girl, who likes a girl, who likes the girl that I like.
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4. |
Flock Of Sheep
01:40
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If I were you, I'd probably pack it in.
Buy a nice beachfront, and sow it all away.
You're coming up real slick, I like the sound of it.
You've got to come on by, And give it one second.
The Shepherd's only got one need.
A pure, whitened, innocent flock of sheep.
Walking through the lawn, you'd have to come and see.
I got it all sown up, just for you and me.
A nice quiet place, a solid solitude.
Won't you come by? And come enjoy the view.
The Shepherd's only got one need.
A pure, whitened, innocent flock of sheep.
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5. |
Old Days
02:14
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I say the right thing, but act the wrong way.
You're talking to much, my dear.
Just take me away. If you'd say.
You had it sown up, you give what you got.
To take it all on my sleeve, and come back to me.
On and on and on and on and on.
But in the old days,
when you would say.
Let's kick it all day.
Never had a problem funding any costs.
Stipulations cost when it all goes wrong.
You've got it on me, you show what you need.
You're talking about some games,
I don't want to play. I goes to say.
I'm done with your lines. No taking a side.
There's nowhere to hide my dear.
So show me the light.
On and on and on and on and on.
But in the old days,
when you would say.
Let's kick it all day.
Never had a problem funding any costs.
The situation never stops, see me out on your block.
Hard to figure out where it all goes wrong.
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6. |
Reaper
01:55
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And I'll be your reaper every single day.
With you by my side, there's no reason to stray.
You say death will come when you need it the most.
But i'm sure with my luck, you'll come back as a ghost.
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7. |
QCB
02:11
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Got it up, real slow.
You know you'd hardly show,
the pictures tracing, fall down.
All back to the ground.
Said, "wherever you go."
I'm right there by your side.
The star align, and shine.
coming back through your eyes.
It started off real slow,
it hardly goes to show.
And I am tired of trailing behind.
But you'd hardly know.
Which was you're going fast.
No sense in looking,
oh don't you look back.
Dressed from head to toe,
in the finest garbs you'd find.
Material will call,
but does it fill your life?
It started off real slow,
it hardly goes to show.
And I am tired of trailing behind.
It started off real slow,
it hardly goes to show.
And I am tired of leading the pack.
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8. |
Slick Baby
02:54
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Everyday, I walk outside.
Get in my car, and drive real far.
Got to find my place to be,in this here country
I lost my phone, I cant go home.
And my friends are always at the mall.
I lost my phone, I cant go home.
And once I get up off my feet, I'll head home and I start to eat.
And all these things I think, all these things I do.
I can't please all of my.
Even when I start to think, I can do it. I'll just retreat.
And I can hear you waiting for me.
Calling out my name into your sheets.
I lost my phone, I cant go home.
Where you go, wherever you stray.
C-Coming up for a couple of days.
You'll kick around, never wasting no grooves.
But I'm sure that I'll probably sail back home soon.
I lost my phone, I can't go home.
And my friends are always at the mall.
I lost my phone, I can't go home.
Take anything you want from me, all I hold I cannot keep.
You're giving all you've got, and all you really give is me the creeps.
And even though my eyes mislead, it's not exactly what you think.
Creeping, crawling, I'm just stalling.
Leaving with my heart out on my sleeve.
I lost my phone, I can't go home.
You were my Slick Baby.
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9. |
The Beach
02:54
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Because I go to the beach, like everyday.
Get the sand in my feet, you know it's really okay.
You want to ride? Come splash in, on all the waves.
And I said you're a creep, get out of my face.
You want to go? Come kick it all day.
Wherever you go, or wherever you choose to stay.
Because I go to the beach, like everyday.
Collecting shells, wherever they stray.
Walk a mile, or maybe just two or three.
Because I go to the beach, and I ride on my bike.
Play in the sand, maybe fly my kite.
I've got a spare bed, if you need to stay the night.
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10. |
Creed
01:54
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Well say what you need,
And I'll come as you please.
I'll do anything that you say.
It's getting to me,
but just rinse and repeat.
Because it's always the same everyday.
Up and over, you're coming back around.
Joking out once again.
You're looking alright sitting in the sun.
Soaking up a smile for everyone.
Colors fading, it's all obtuse.
Have to know that you'd probably choose.
Oh my dear.
Well say what you need,
I'm just as changed as can be.
Always comically coming after you.
Had to know you're the best in show.
And I wouldn't go seeking no review.
Up and over, laughing up around.
Jokes on you, once again.
You trail behind, but it's alright.
Hanging out with them like every night.
Lost your way, but you'd hardly know.
The stars will guide you,
you'll get back home.
Singing songs to the street.
You're looking so fine sitting in the sun.
Soaking up a smile for everyone.
Colors fading, it's all obtuse.
Have to know that you'd probably choose.
Oh my dear.
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11. |
New Friends
03:33
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Go buy yourself some new friends.
Ones with aspirations,
Instead of harboring dead ends.
Who hit you up on the weekend.
Talking sweet, you'd have to.
Seeing all through my ruse.
Call will come on time.
So teach me some new tricks.
I swear I can manage.
Come to see what you stole.
Ruby slippers don't go home.
Ain't no wasting no handbag,
Coming up, you'd see me.
Making a fool of you.
I guess I'll just go back,
Oh not at your request.
Nodding, falling on your shoes.
See what that will lead to.
Talking sweet, you'd like that.
Ain't no saving, no chance.
So don't waste your breath.
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12. |
My Feelings
07:47
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13. |
Cali Parker
00:31
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Sweaty Boy New Jersey
Max, Matt, Parker, and Liam
Just a couple of guys being dudes.
Sweaty boy! If you want some grub hit my line I'll make you a shirt or whatever you want. @sweatyboynj
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