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D-I-V-O-R-C-E - Wanda Jackson

"Our little boy is four years old and quite a little man So we spell out the words we don't want him to understand Like T-O-Y or maybe S-U-R-P-R-I-S-E The words we're hiding from him now tear the heart"

D-I-V-O-R-C-E - Tammy Wynette

"Our little boy is four years old and quite a little man So we spell out the words we don't want him to understand Like T-O-Y or maybe S-U-R P-R-I-S-E But the words we're hiding from him now Tear the heart"

D-I-V-O-R-C-E - Rosanne Cash

"our little boy is four years old and quite a little man so we spell out the words we don't want him to understand like T-O-Y or maybe S-U-R-P-R-I-S-E but the words were hiding form him now tears the heart"

D-I-E 4 Y-O-U - Family Force 5

"I'd take a bullet for you Bleed all my blood out for you Be taken hostage, under the knife's edge Pay all the ransom for you Do the hard time for you On the front lines for you Bring on the pain, the"

D-I-V-O-R-C-E - Jean Shepard

"Our little boy is four years old and quite a little man So we spell out the words we don't want him to understand Like T-O-Y or maybe S-U-R-P-R-I-S-E But the words we're hiding from him now tears the heart"

P.O.D. - Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

"My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded (P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded) (So high, so high am I.) reefer and blunts is all that's needed (needed, needed) (So high, so high am I.) Slow down, make it too smoky for you,"

P.O.D - Bone Thugs n Harmony

"My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded reefer and blunts is all that's needed Slow down, make it too smoky for you, baby Fucked up--look at you faded I am what I am as a thug in the Land And that's all"

Wooh G.O.D. - Blind Melon

"and i was sittin here, thinkin' how you console me, oh yeah well i was pissed and now you know it, o-oh-oh how i like to see you run to me, woah and then they took you a long long way away from me, woah"

D.O.G.S - Redman

"Ha ha ha Tokin on my indo.. Smokin on a indo.. Lookin through your window.. (chi-chi, blaow!) Doin what I win doe, ha ha, ha.. it goes Who that tokin on my indo? Pow! Fragile niggaz get mashed out (Who"

G.O.L.D - Guzior

"Ciągle w maratonie, jakąś dłuższą chwilę wyprzedziłem Albo w tyle jestem, aż ziomek zacząłem sam biec Nie wierze w szczerość tych ślepi co są tak we mnie wpatrzone strasznie Zawsze lubiłem pogonić dlatego"

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