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Boss

Ooh, yeah
Lil Pump!
Yeah
Yeah, I came in with the sauce, ooh
Yeah, I came in with a saw, yeah
Bitch, I flex, Rick Ross, yeah
Bitch, I flex, Rick Ross, yeah
Yeah, I came in with the sauce, ooh
Yeah, I came in with a saw, ooh
Bitch, I flex, Rick Ross, yeah
Bitch, I flex, Rick Ross, yeah
Walk in the trap like a boss (ooh)
Walk in the trap like a boss (brr)
Walk in the trap like a boss (ooh)
Walk in the trap like a boss (trap)
Yeah, I came in with the sauce, ooh
Yeah, I came in with a saw, ooh
Bitch, I flex, Rick Ross, ooh
Bitch, I flex, Rick Ross, ooh
Walk in the trap, Ric Flair, ooh
Fuck a nigga bitch, don't care, damn
Throwing up racks in the air, damn
Told that bitch 'Lil Pump yeah, ooh'
Damn, I just broke my wrist
100 on my wrist, can't tell me shit
Pop 4 xans then I fucked a nigga's bitch
Never went to school 'cause I was always flippin' bricks
Aye, yeah I came up with the sauce
Damn, yeah I sold crack in the halls
Damn, Lil Pump, bands on top
Damn, gave my mom 2 Glocks
Damn, everybody do wanna be me
Lookin' at my neck and it's Fiji, ooh
Damn, everybody do wanna be me
Lookin' at my neck and its Fiji, ooh
Yeah, I came in with the sauce, ooh
Yeah, I came in with a saw, yeah
Bitch, I flex, Rick Ross, yeah
Bitch, I flex, Rick Ross, yeah
Yeah, I came in with the sauce, ooh
Yeah, I came in with a saw, ooh
Bitch, I flex, Rick Ross, yeah
Bitch, I flex, Rick Ross, yeah
 

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025 - Now we’ll sing with one accord

1. Now we’ll sing with one accord,
For a prophet of the Lord,
Bringing forth his precious word,
Cheers the Saints as anciently.
When the world in darkness lay,
Lo! he sought the better way,
And he heard the Savior say,
“Go and prune my vineyard, son!”
 
2. And an angel surely then,
For a blessing unto men,
Brought the priesthood back again
In its ancient purity.
Even Joseph he inspired;
Yea, his heart he truly fired
With the light that he desired
For the work of righteousness.
 
3. And the Book of Mormon true,
With its cov’nant ever new,
For the Gentile and the Jew,
He translated sacredly.
God’s commandments to mankind,
For believing Saints designed,
And to bless the seeking mind,
Came to him from Jesus Christ.
 
4. Precious are the years to come,
While the righteous gather home
For the great millennium,
When they’ll rest in blessedness.
Prudent in this world of woes,
They will triumph o’er their foes,
While the realm of Zion grows
Purer for eternity.
 

Mr. Apples

A devout and well-respected man.
Woe betide you if you wander from God's plan!
Square-shouldered, straight as a die.
The righteous truth, he'd never tell you no lies!
 
But, when that old sun go down...
...he's heading off up the wrong side of town!
Eyes sparkle in the red-light glow.
Trouser pockets, he's ready to go!
 
Oh, calm down, Mr. Apples!
You're gonna do yourself in.
Tell us where you've been.
 
Head of the table at the Rotary Club.
Never unsure of whose shoulders he should rub!
Scout leader, a pillar of the church.
Capital punishment; he wants to bring back the birch!
 
(...of course he does!)
 
Because, when that old sun go down...
...heading off up the wrong side of town!
Eyes sparkle in the red-light glow.
Trouser pockets, he's ready to go!
 
Oh, calm down, Mr. Apples!
(You're gonna do!) You're gonna do yourself in!
Oh, tell us where you've been.
 
And oh, calm down, Mr. Apples!
You're gonna wear yourself out.
And what's it all about?
 
Eyes sparkle in the red-light glow.
Trouser pockets, he's ready to go!
 
Oh, calm down, Mr. Apples!
(You're gonna do!) You're gonna do yourself in!
Oh, tell us where you've been.
 
And oh, calm down, Mr. Apples!
You're gonna wear yourself out.
And what's it all about?
 
Oh, what's it all about?
Oh, what's it all about?
 
You're gonna wear yourself out.
You're gonna wear yourself out.
 

Just Like Me

You say you want to save the world
(Just Like Me)
You want to find the perfect girl
(Just Like Me)
You want to drive a fancy car
(Just Like Me)
You want to be a rock star
Just Like Me
 
So you want to be different?
But you're just like me
Just like me
Just like me
Just like me me me me!
 
You say you're just like me
 
You say you want a lot of money
(Just Like Me)
You pretend that life is funny
(Just Like Me)
You want to write a super hit?
(Just Like Me)
You're such a fucking hypocrite
 
So you want to be different?
Ha but that's just like...
Just like me
Just like me
Just like me
Just like me me me!
 
You think you're just like me
You're nothing like me
 

Time does not bring relief

Time does not bring relief; you all have lied
Who told me time would ease me of my pain!
I miss him in the weeping of the rain;
I want him at the shrinking of the tide;
The old snows melt from every mountain-side,
And last year’s leaves are smoke in every lane;
But last year’s bitter loving must remain
Heaped on my heart, and my old thoughts abide.
There are a hundred places where I fear
To go,—so with his memory they brim.
And entering with relief some quiet place
Where never fell his foot or shone his face
I say, “There is no memory of him here!”
And so stand stricken, so remembering him.