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| An Any-Denieed Girl ( T. Fila Kazi / T. Fila Kazi ) Elle est niète…Lui aussi, il est niet… Mais bon, il en a rien à foutre. Moi aussi, on me laisse niète et donc je m’en fous aussi… Mais bon, on me laisse ! On me laisse ! You didn’t think I would share up With another denieed guy so bored up. He’ll stay with his rep and my dreams I’ll tear up. Yes, like him undevelloped from no possibilities I laugh up. So yep, I’m a denieed girl too But I burst laughter-proceed and furl too. If ever the guy that chooses the clame burp too, I would giggle out loud in face at theirs ‘cuz I’m thru Into my needs no one will know I’m not denieed, no one will sew. At least, I’m freed to ever go Where the mouth can flow… Like an any-denieed girl. So ready to unprove t’ the world. That’s how I shine in my surroundings. Modeling in my kitchen to reveal I’m more soundings Hear the song and tell me I’m not denieed with houndings. It’s just that I choose too and no farts or what man’s foundings. So yep, I’m a denieed girl too But I burst laughter-proceed and furl too If ever the guy that chooses the clame burp too, I would giggle out loud in face at theirs ‘cuz I’m thru Into my needs no one will know I’m not denieed, no one will sew. At least, I’m freed to ever go Where the mouth can flow… Like an any-denieed girl. So ready to unprove t’ the world. Elle est niète…Lui aussi, il est niet… Mais bon, il en a rien à foutre. Moi aussi, on me laisse niète et donc je m’en fous aussi… Mais bon, on me laisse ! On me laisse ! So yep, I’m a denieed girl too But I burst laughter-proceed and furl too If ever the guy that chooses the clame burp too, I would giggle out loud in face at theirs ‘cuz I’m thru Into my needs no one will know I’m not denieed, no one will sew At least, I’m freed to ever go Where the mouth can flow… Like an any-denieed girl. So ready to unprove t’ the world. (c)2008 ----- Translation : Elle est niète…Lui aussi, il est niet… She's denieed...Him too, he's denieed... Mais bon, il en a rien à foutre. But hey, he doesn't give a fuck. Moi aussi, on me laisse niète et donc je m’en fous aussi…Me too, I'm left denieed and so I don't give a fuck too... Mais bon, on me laisse ! On me laisse ! But hey, I'm left alone ! I'm left alone ! --- That's really how a girlie should react like at the manity of the 1st song... ![]() MySpace.com - Tedjie Dehart - New York - Hip Hop / Soul / Zouk - www.myspace.com/tedjiedehart Last edited by JAH - GREEN; 01-27-2009 at 01:14 PM. |
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| Paltry Thing
He musts be stuck in a bad-being Thinking he's hatin' and in fact he's liking. He lives on imagining and inventing truths Just likelihoods that're unfeeding and deceiving dues Because he had never seen me. Too bad that nothing exists in the end, Only the saved will be seeing the decrease drained. Paltry thing. No wondering possible for any. Paltry thing. No planning on possible at any. Paltry thing, paltry thing gets on its lack til... He tries to reverse what he musts get for his And cannot comprehend fix and set are states as it is The definition won't go in his ability of creating since it's this : Despite distortions all is at playing birth worth without any tricks Because he had never met me. Too bad that nothing exists in the end, Only the placed will be seeing the increase drained. Paltry thing. No wondering possible for any. Paltry thing. No planning on possible at any. Paltry thing, paltry thing gets on its lack til... Paltry thing. No wondering possible for any. Paltry thing. No planning on possible at any. Paltry thing, paltry thing gets on its lack til... (c)2008/TFK |
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| Slavery-Dismental (The verb speaks, lol..Je t'aime...) Slavery Dismental This is one positive instant within the struggle that only concerns the Love For One Soul and admit that whatever the path takes it always is attaining its arrival, so throughout those deplorations above any could have make from the fact of bearing sensibility, woop..!, I just wanted to share what hides behind the blur of thinking up an idea, the reasons why. So's me's often said oftenly...construct your strength with your mate and no lose time in gettin confusional, it's a pretty good learnt lesson, and wisdom sprawls broader radiating all entiety as it's needless fearing it should, What Is That Win ??? Proudly, proudly, proudly !!! Divine Realms Always Are Getting Lightening, wassup ? My Mightiness For God I’ve never known how to expose out What my physical sprawl can mean and reach out It gets vaster than my atmosphere and I can’t move out Due to see it feeds out the atmosphere with my constant rekindle This is how I give anti-matter a drag as supernaturally as stout The reason is under the dome and goes surrounding throughout I realize how it has been to realer eyes to sense the pile-on out Mathematics made my calculous equal my paring binomical That was my mightiness for God I wasn’t aware of out-eyed Now I see bright that he’s the long-lasting manware home-hide I’m overwhelmed by his presence I can partake of with my eyes That was when my love lived its span of astral nake that’s home-hide So we had made love me God til each realizes a wanted the other But the reactions didn’t come up at the same time as the other listener We need to even match our mutualness to counter the waves from the brimmer Tears dropped down the cheek bound to wipe the dry of a senseful truth Snake has gone died for the primordials who passed by its sinker It was not anything big but something trainful to the clever The course of love made it lose its necessity to better feeler Now unsqueezing though, to handle the soulmind routes. That was my mightiness for God I wasn’t aware of out-eyed Now I see bright that he’s the long-lasting boy hare home-hide I’m overwhelmed by his presence I can partake of with my eyes That was when my love lived its span of astral nake that’s home-hide. (c)2008/TFK Sweet Kisses To My Mife |
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