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Brothers Kime
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Wastin' All My Time
Live it up, live this life till your free, checking out the imbeciles checking out there greed.
Get on up to get on down, life takes a path till ya hit the ground.
Remember when we were young sneaking out to parties showing up back home with our dad in the shadows.
Getting up for school rolling in on a bag of dime.
Living through challenge on the rules of Brothers Kime.
Give me a moment as I wait for this song - I promised you girl it won't take that long.
I've been up I've been down I've been level I've been crowned...
as I wait for these boys to kick that sound.
Your wasting all my time
Forget about the days of old and the ways we were taught to rock the beat three white boys might get caught for that hip hop beat and that rat-tat-tat style, it's the place to be.
G-town's our home this home can be your friend it's the booze in the bottle it's the bottle till the end.
Wait for me ill help you there ill drag the sludge of that day you once cared.
Your wasting all my time
one day with my arm out the window I was driving - with thoughts of love - at least I'm still alive.
singing these songs...
at least what a remember...
if you don't like what you here than return it to the sender.
Check this band back off of the shelf, it's the d.
l.
t.
Styley shoved down your mouth.
Thirty songs strong ten without a drummer to pursue his career, he wants to be a plumber.
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Terence is a rare sight around these parts, jam sessions stink because of yum-yums farts.
Bounce a quarter off the palm of your hand while your looking through the window that was once made out of sand.
looking back to move on so painful it hurts - your shirt -your body-your legs- and your skirt.
from a distance afar - I knew you were near ...
I loved you so much ...
but never more than my beer.
Your wasting all my time
my lif was being wasted on drugs that I did - my body gets older...
I feel like a kid.
m.
yum-yum is who I am ...
rhyming and rapping is what I care.
when I flow with the snare drum keeping up the pace - its the d.
l.
t.
Styley that I taste.
walk the road behind until you find what you need, navigate the thin line of jealous and greed.
Living your life through a rear view mirror.
Believing the booze will help you think much clearer.
Its been a while since I wrote you a letter, I've been trying to find a balance to make my soul better.
Your wasting all my time
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