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and cheap, stupid lyrics, and simple mass reverse while the real thing is dying Left Voice (Morrison, Tucker) Accept the pig, enter the Owl and Gorgeous,
and Business, and business, and cheap, stupid lyrics, and simple Mass reverse while the real thing is dying Accept the pig, enter the Owl and Gorgeous, King
the roses Cause they shit stank It’s Dre Dropping bombs on my mixtape No Pig Latin but
Yeah Won't win by luck Tell 'em niggas in the mud I see 'em But these days ain't a lot that I trust (Trust trust) No I'll wash this down Sixteens hold me
to the pig's door And then the wolf said "Little pig, little pig, let me in" "Not by the hairs of my chinny chin chin" So I huffed and I puffed And I blew that
the sky Red roses by ya side Red roses by ya side Somebody dying tonight Somebody dying tonight I keep that glick by my side Them niggas ain't cut like I I
one day came the old house smasher The big bad wolf, the little piggy slasher "Little pig, little pig, let me in" "Not by the hair of my chinny,
one day came the old house smasher The big bad wolf, the little piggy slasher "Little pig, little pig, let me in" "Not by the hair of my chinny,
#2: It could be carried by an African swallow! GUARD #1: Oh, yeah, an African swallow maybe, but not a European swallow, that's my point. GUARD #2:
always call 9-1-1, they said But who do you call when the pigs cross the line Who do you tell on the fucking police It's such bullshit One day they're
We're dying on the inside Dying on the inside Dying on the inside Dying on the inside Butterflies, my stomach starts to heave What joyous blunder
Molly Rose, my Molly Rose, oh yeah On the very first day I laid eyes on you I saw those blue-ish-green puppies staring right back through Molly Rose
away Little pig, little pig, let me in! Not by the hair on my chinny-chin! Then I'll huff and I'll puff, and I'll blow, blow, blow! And boy, did the box
stepping. No second guessing, and still collecting currency. (Money) See the way that I can, I can really amaze, and not up for days Into my profession.
make it past twenty five Every night waiting for the day I had my goodbyes in a notes page Couldn't be healed by sage Feeling worthless I wanted to close
What it this Servant music I'm not a savior I'm a server like to serve a lot My bondage broken now I'm glowing like I'm kakarot I'm daily dying
out of this world A pretty pink rose And we're living for you my love We're living for you And we're dying for you my love Pretty pink rose She tore
He courted her a year and a day Oh, the rose and the linsey, oh Till her the young man did betray Down by the Greenwood side, oh She leaned her back
Open your legs Say yeah, share, say yeah, share, say yeah Heart to my dying light, bullet to your rose Then I want you better fold Don't you
even if I gotta Fuck, suck and swallow in the parking lot Gonzales Park, I'm followed by a married man, a father of three My titties bounce
oh He courted her for a year and a day Oh the rose and the linsey - oh Till her the young man did betray Down by the Greenwood side - oh She
cnd a pig came up and lay down by my side So we sang some songs together, ‘Let It be' and ‘Stormy Weather'. 'Til a lady passing by was heard to say.
set them free Wanna keep ‘em by my side till my dying day But history says it can’t be that way You watch ‘em run so fast climbing on my back Then they
possessing our human form We live life searching for greatness since the day we was born And as we bow our heads at night rich wealthy or poor with dislikes
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