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in my court of Camelot. I must speak with your
lord and master.
GUARD #1: What, ridden on a horse?
ARTHUR: Yes!
GUARD #1: You're using
on their knees)
Wise Man 2: By what name are you calling him?
(Dramatic Holy music)
Mandy: Brian.
Three Wise Men:
We worship you, Oh,
In attempts to moderate they ask why we don't write love songs.
What is it that we sing then?
Our love of life is total, everything we do is
Nigga, I had a hell of a day
But I admit I was in my own way (hell of a day, in my own way)
I admit I had my mama cryin' over me, what else can a nigga
niggas working at radio
Real people real program directors
With wives and kids that love music, that
Can't play what they wanna play
Because they've been
out on my own
I know this song's dragging on, promise that I'm almost done
Went on a mission to finish all of these fragmented songs
And bring the story
at the discotheque so sick what we've become
Come on let go
And kill the lights cause they're blinding me
I've been watching all the stars go by
Devil takes my hand
guessed it! God done over by customs, the pair of us, didn't we? So there we
are standing there, "Hello hello hello! What you been up to, you naughty boys?"
in my past
This is what they did to me in history it's sad
How they've frozen me in time now they caught up with the
Older me
Now that I'm the older
just what they've done
It kills me to see just what she has become
Fell ill, sings a song
The song ends, she dies
It kills me to see just what they've
died
Getting hate when trying hard, fuck it what's the point
Some assholes are just too busy with feet or joints
Limiting my energy with those who truly
About things that could be right or wrong
And I'm a little different
A record company you know well wanted to know if my song would sell
I said, "Yes, I
they set that song up
Bro!
And let me tell you something:
MTV, fuck you! Once again, as always! I’m on
My Trump shit tonight! Let me tell
You what it
Jimmy Kimmel: My guest tonight is a
21-time Grammy award winning performer
Who last month threatened his very existence
By threatening one
With the odds against us
back against the wall
seemed all so helpless
played the best hand
with the cars they've dealt us
surrounded by a lot
I'm sorry, look what they've done to me
Left my love behind to suit their fantasies
I'm dying, why won't they just let me be?
I once was carefree,
the seasoning
Ceasing the money I'm outta the safe
I took the pressure and put it aside
I guess that's what I meant by I'm moving the weight
I'm done with your
song another listen
Close your eyes
Listen to my voice, it's my disguise
I'm by your side
Oh, it's what you do to me
Oh, it's what you do to me
going on and on at the top of his lungs
Play me a song, Mr. Wolfman Jack
Play it for me in my long Cadillac
Play me that, "Only The Good Die Young"
Look what y'all done created a monster worse than they've ever seen
So say goodbye to old me moneys gonna take over soon, and I promise I'm doing more
that mistake boy
Do you really got what it
Take to make noise?"
And now the pressure's on, I can feel it
With every song I gotta kill it
I gotta pave my
to me
What did I ever do to you for you to finish with me?
I didn't believe my girls but they were thinking of me
And give it to me, the wardrobe, give
can show a million pair of eyes what they've never seen
And I can do this in whatever the weather brings
Picasso couldn't paint a better scene
song, testimony, credible action
For a rest of lifestyle, K-fade reaction
A contract reduced, low term, small fraction
What can be done to the race
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