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RX-64 (The Jungle)
Cruel Santino
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The money island
I'm on the island
I'm on the island
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I'm on the island
The money island
I'm on the island
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You rock steady, I rock hard yeah, yeah
Mama's always chasing a cop car
Hitting a top bar, booze in the front yard yeah, yeah
Okay na
You rock steady, I rock hard yeah, yeah
Mama's always chasing a cop car
Hitting a top bar, booze in the front yard yeah, yeah
Okay now
I never cease to rest
Picking the stigs in my own mess
And when it feels too less
They wanna come and push the kid in
On the island
On the island
Okay now
Just you and I
Just you and I against the world
Just you and I
Just you and I against the world
Just you and I
Just you and I against the world
Just you and I
Just you and I against the world
You rock steady, I rock hard yeah, yeah
Mama's always chasing a cop car
Hitting a top bar, booze in the front yard yeah, yeah
Okay now
You rock steady, I rock hard yeah, yeah
Mama's always chasing a cop car
Hitting a top bar, booze in the front yard yeah, yeah
ย
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
When I'm down on my luck and I'm up lost in my mind
I know you'll look at the stars, the trees, I know you'll come find me
When ya wasted and nothing else seems to be going right
You know I'll listen to ya, look at the stars we're right there
When ya wasted and nothing else seems to be going right
On the island
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On the island
Just you and I
Just you and I against the world
Just you and I
Just you and I against the world
Just you and I
Just you and I against the world
Just you and I
Just you and I against the world
You rock steady, I rock hard yeah, yeah
Mama's always chasing a cop car
Hitting a top bar, booze in the front yard yeah, yeah
Okay now
You rock steady, I rock hard yeah, yeah
Mama's always chasing a cop car
Hitting a top bar, booze in the front yard yeah, yeah
ย
I never cease to rest
Picking the stigs in my own mess
And when it feels too less
They wanna come and push the kid in
ย