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R E M Talk About The Passion

(chorus) Talk about the passion Talk about the passion Empty prayer, empty mouths, combien reaction Empty prayer, empty mouths, talk about the passion

chorus) Talk about the passion Talk about the passion Empty prayer, empty mouths, combien reaction Empty prayer, empty mouths, talk about the passion

coachin Put your'e album out, same day as us and we'll see who's roastin! Suck yourself! You don't kill! I can tell the way you talk about these fuckin

stop it goes on and on and... [Chorus: Passion] Straight up it's like that I'm a baller's lady Don't trip if you don't understand [Verse 2: Passion

through the blast, you b-tches With the ratchet, the book of mathew, a book of matches Lightning, I'm? white linen You about to have to admit it They pass

Flea comin out the 3, cuttin hairs with that boy J-o-e yeah that nigga Joe I done came through, Big Moe never been no hoe I'm up on this tape, never gonna

off the axis in the center Next I'm in the womb like a placenta M-Illi-Tant the city ninja, uplift 'cause I'm the soul avenger Remember I'm no great pretender

is hurting my feet But money looks sweet in the Isuzu jeep Man, I throw him in the Beem, you grab the fucking C.R.E.A.M And if he start to scream bam

' jokes about your jimmy But here's a jimmy joke about your mama that you might not like I heard she was the 'Frisco Dyke But fuck your mama, I'm talkin' about