And now a message from Hannibal Buress Blaa, uh, sorry, sorry Aye, mane, I'm fucking with this shit. It's good to listen to a professional rapper for once, but Lil Dicky is a horrible rap name. That's some weird shit; you got grown men having to call you

Dark lady laughed and danced and lit the candles one by one Danced to her gypsy music till her brew was done Dark lady played back magic till the clock struck on the twelve She told me more about me than I knew myself The fortune queen of New Orleans,

I've played every beer joint tavern From New York City out to Pasadena Every corn dog fair and rodeo And sold out every basketball arena In Afghanistan and Baghdad City too Graduate of Honky Tonk you My grandmother owned a night club On the

We will fight the heathens, we will fight the heathens Of war, we don't speak anymore, Dark is the light, The man you fight, With all your prayers, incantations, Running away, a trivial day, Of judgment and deliverance, To whom was sold, this bounty

I'm so miserable without you it's almost like you're here I wake up in the mornin' in a lonely ice and bed Thinkin' 'bout the nightmare that just played in my head I think of all the things I miss Like moments that we share a kiss so dear I search your

You can feel the bullets from my steel son, steel son Grey*59, bitch, I signed my life away Grey*59, bitch, I signed my life away (always!) $uicide, $uicide, my end (Yeah, man) (aye, aye, aye) Reach into my pocket, then I grab a couple crumbled hunnids

And if I tried, I still couldn't hide my love for you You ought to know, for haven't I told you so You went away and my heart went with you I speak your name in my every prayer and if there is some other way to prove that I love you You'll never know if

You love me a saint or a sinner Somewhere between darkness and light And the gray where we live between wrong and right Whether I'm lost or I'm washed in the river Somehow we've stumbled our way into love There's two kinds of prayers on your knees The

Can it be I stayed away too long Did I leave your mind when I was gone But this time let me tell you where I'm at I want to, want to be where you are (ooh aah) I want to, want to be where you are (oh aah) I want to be, I want to be (oh) It's not my thing

Monica, Monica Doucement mais sûrement Monica, ma Monica j'ai pas oublié Nos enfants sont hors de danger comme tu m'l'as demandé Monica, ma Monica j't'ai pas oublié J'ai même pas envie d’essayer comme tu m'l'as demandé 25 ans que tu n'es plus là