Lyrics:
that I knew your name
The drinks were getting to my head
You told me you would never dance alone
What could I say
We were surrounded by a crowd
The air
me two and a half times for each urination:
Five times total
Jonathan and Jorge scolded me just the same, stupid cucks
By the time I was 10, I was
plate (show me how you give, I'll tell you how to live)
Your total's twenty-two eleven
For your set of keys to heaven
Make the checks out in my name
Me
my puppet
I'ma make you kick the bucket
full of ice, with fright you froze
cin't no way to kill me
now your blood is gonna be spilling
like I'm Jack
your youngest children yeah
I put the recordin' of you beggin' for your
Life up in his Build A Bear
Make me mad and watch shit start flippin'
You'll
or he white
(That's Jonathan Emile by the way)
Heaven help the mamma who just lost her by they guns and the justice that was there for safety
Yesterday they told you you would not go far
That night you open and there you are
Next day on your dressing room they've hung a star
Let's go on with
Tucker
Uh, time go by too fast
I wonder why I spend so much time thinkin' bout the past
If I had a dime for every time I did that, I'd have cash
Stacked
wife
And we gathered in the drawing room
But before we could call for the caretaker too
It was too late for he had met his doom
It looked like poison
and growth for me to make my art
I know i never thanked you enough for what you did for me
I'm just trying to get rich to buy you a house in the bay
So you can
It’s Only You
Written by: Nicholas Benjamin Howell, Alexander Howell II, Jonathan Johnson, Miclain Keith
It woke me up
In the middle of the night
of
iambs marching. Who said that? Who is in this dark room with me?
Who is standing by my side? Whispering in my ear?
Breathing on my neck? Giggling? Who is
I been sipping on lean I pour mud for the trouble
Got stabbed in my back how you claiming you love me
This new ammunition it came in from russia huh
wife
And we gathered in the drawing room
But before we could call for the caretaker too
It was too late for he had met his doom
It looked like poison
will you join me?
[pause]
You make me sad. So be it. Come, Patsy.
BLACK KNIGHT: None shall pass.
ARTHUR: What?
BLACK KNIGHT: None shall pass.
There's still room on my wooden horse for two
I was Jonathan to your David
You're still King
Well, I'd thought about her
I dreamed she'd come, I'd make
love for my nigga named Screw
The Key-C's in this bitch, my nigga Jonathan
I got about 6 or 7 pounds from him
He broke em all down and we all got high
love for my nigga named Screw
The Key-C's in this bitch, my nigga Jonathan
I got about 6 or 7 pounds from him
He broke em all down and we all got high
that would
die for his daughter, just to let her breathe
And I'd definitely die for Jesus cause he died for me
Give my eyes to Stevie Wonder just
you're fast and you're wild and
You make the butler smile
By bringing me flowers like meteor showers
Which reminds me of something
That I've recently seen
the back
And I'm feelin so true
Got much love for my nigga named Screw
The Kici's in this bitch, my nigga Jonathan
I got about 6 or 7 pounds from him
He
You do not get the picture
My name is Dick not Richard
I live inside a haunted house
With a butler that’s a fixture
Always making up a mixture
For
daughter, just to let her breathe
And I'd definitely die for Jesus, 'cause he died for me
Give my eyes to Stevie Wonder, just to see what he's seen
But then
embalmin
Cause that shit bad for a G like me
I guess I represent Southside lil Kici
I showin em, Everybody got on they Nikes
And you know what everybody
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