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Ransom

[Chris Brown] I go by the name of Yung Chris Breezy Its hard to see me cuz Im fly as a plane And my swag is in 3-D I do this in my sleep In other words

(Drake intro) Yea It's Drizzy baby You already know what it is It's the first time I'm high It's the first time I've smoked in like 3 months I'm sorry

I go by the name of young chris breezy its hard to see me cause im fly as a plane and my swaggers in 3d I do this in my sleep in otherwords its really

Tempest blows up from a squall Past the Cape of Bad Conscience into the Gulf of the Cauldron Roars over the coastline to batter and flatten Exposing the

She stood spot lit in a plain print dress Came howling out of the wilderness There beat a cunning and murderous heart Beneath that calm exterior You

No one looks in this place for motive or any hope But for the dead shot of an amber glass, the blue light of a votive Rain obscured the window as the

're workin' every day Payin' off the National Ransom They're runnin' wild just like some Childish tantrum Meanwhile we're workin' every day Payin' off the National Ransom

You can read right through a book of matches But that won't make you smart You can laugh in the face of watches But time will only break your heart Kings

The spell that you cast Seems to be wearing off fast (The spell that you cast) Come back baby, cos I don't know if I can last (The spell that you cast