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Misaligned
c. '09 Vlayman Produx
I'm seeing you still,
lieing by the side of the road,
Like some kinda kill,
I never seen before.
It was all a mistake,
It was all I could take,
I ran off and over ya,
Never tried to brake,
I never saw you signal,
I never even saw you there .
CH solo
I'm seeing you still,
lieing by the side of the road,
Like some kinda road kill,
No one's never seen before.
CH: I were driving blind,
My front end was misaligned,
And then it got too late,
For me to hit the brakes. 2x
Solo
CH: 3x
Drums: Vlayman massajt loops
Bass: P-VTB1
RthmGtrs: LP-Marhsall-UberRibbon-VTB1
Vox: AT4040-Meek
LdGtr: SG-Vox-UberRibbon-VTB1
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Make No Mistake
c. '09 Vlayman Produx
1
Make no mistake,
You got some mystique,
make no mistake,
I'll take whatever you wanna gimme.
That's alright baby
You got a lot
That's all right baby,
More than I could ever use
That's alright baby
You got a lot
That's all right baby,
Your not the type to lose
CH: Make no mistake,
Yeah, You got some mystique,
Well, make no mistake,
I'll take whatever you wanna gimme.
You got it goin' on
Unless I git it wrong
And I don't think so
Drums: Vlayman massajt loops
Bass: P-VTB1
Keys: Casio-VTB1
Vox: AT4040-Meek
LdGtr: SG-Marshall-UberRibbon-VTB1
ShakerEggs: AT4040-Meek
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Misunderstanding You
c. '09 Vlayman Produx
In the beginning there was nothing anyone could say,
It was the same thing everyday,
And there really wasn't anyway,
To keep you inside at night,
You had a thing for neon lights,
And we all knew the score,
You were walking out the door,
You felt it was your god-given right,
To take in the sights,
To make some of your own,
And maybe not come home,
Baby, not come home
Misunderstanding you,
Wasn't easy to do,
And I still can't fake it,
Why you gotta break it.
Break it in half
and get your self a good laugh
When your fucked up and stoned
You don't worry about being alone
Alone in your head
Would belike talkin' to the dead
And you still ain't know
Why everyone you love goes
Misunderstanding you,
Was never easy to do,
And we all got your place,
So get outta my face.
Get on outta my face,
You ain't belong in my space,
I got no room in my world,
For your kinda girl,
You belong inna hole,
Gonna fall down below,
You belong inna hole,
You belong inna hole.
Misunderstanding you,
Wasn't easy to do,
And I still can't fake it,
Why you gotta break it.
Misunderstanding you,
Was'nt never easy to do,
And we all got your place,
So get outta my face.
Misunderstanding you,
Wasn't easy to do ...
Misunderstanding you,
Was never easy to do.
Drums: Vlayman massajt loops
Bass: P-VTB1
RthmGtrs: LP-Marshall-UberRibbon-VTB1
VoxL AT4040-Meek
LdGtrs: SG-Marshall-UberRibbon-VTB1
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Ms. D'Meanor
c. '09 Vlayman Produx
It weren't no felony,
Weren't no serious crime,
It weren't no case for the death penalty,
Or even doin' time.
2
It weren't no serious matter,
Didn't set off no alarm,
It were't like somebody got killt,
There was no real harm.
Ms. D'Meanor,
Aaah, you look so sweet,
Miss Deamor,
Back on the street.
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Ya didn't take the money,
You didn't do no fraud,
It wasn't like ya didn't give up the honey,
Ya barely broke the law..
Ms. D'Meanor,
Aaah, you look so sweet,
Miss Deamor,
Back on the street,
Miss Demeanor,
Aaah, you look so sweet.
Miss Deamor,
I'm glad yer back on the street.
Drums: Vlayman massajt loops
Bass: P-VTB1
RthmGtrs: SG-Marshall-UberRibbon-VTB1
VoxLd: AT4040-Meek
LdGtr: LP-Marshall-UberRibbon-VTB1
Tambo: AT4040-Meek
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