Lyrics:
Headed to the top, no, I can't stop I'm just too lit, nigga, no, I can't stop
Money comin' in, I'm gettin' this guap Country man, when I'm smokin'
And finally, now, at last, his royalties!
Royalties! [repeat: x5]
Billy the mountain was rich! his eyeball-caves widened in amazement,
His cliff (which
8:46 i look thru the list
Of children of god police couldn't co exist w
I'm on my Medgar (Evers) & Malcolm (x) shit
Scribe by my lonely uptown in
believe my ears
Every song ever sung in the last fifty years
He made me Conway Twitty's greatest hits
And threw in the Flock Of Seagulls for the flock
Everything made with our mind
Yes its made with our hands
Now they listen to our songs
Got them stuck in a trance
While they do their last dance
Four hundred
us a house in the country side
Stay there together till our hair grow white
And if God allows it I want you to be
The last thing that I see before I
this, I wrote 10 songs.
This was by far the most exciting, challenging, and tiring thing I've ever done.
After spending my entire life writing music in my
my point across
I'ma get my joint across
Country y'all gon' want me p
"This is a song that makes me
Spill out all my guts "
ladas into tree
Whilst Midlanders and Brummies
Die by bollocks to the knee
Let the Welsh choke on their national song
A daffodil in hand
East
by a boab tree.
Inviting me to do my best.
I collected my Winchester for the last time.
And walked out into the sun.
He looked at me I looked at him.
leaking like a prego tity, if ain't money ,Get away from me
Beast in my city the best in your country and I make them ooh like I'm killing the kitty
My
on two-five
Or your big brother put you on like surprise
Hearing my hood described
So vivid you could see it by closing your eyes
Maybe it was the age
{*sampled singer singing "Be a man"
and "bad situation man" throughout the song*}
[RZA]
Yeah it's Bobby Digital
Just floatin' over +The City+
by the sea
O're the water to Kintyre
The pretties pace you'll ever see
To the pubs and bars of Oban
They're all proud of their old country
They're all
I had a dream last night I was cast into Hell by a jealous God
The Devil walked up and said, "You don't need no lightning rod
It hardly ever rains
the coward I was is now the humbler I will be
I hope my sacrifice will heal me
A woman, a land, my country are my loves
I have one last task, to combine black
Vicious ferocity for our cause
They must know by now of our drums beat
Step by step enter hallowed ground
Kill their king take our land.
We have the right
having his socks off
My brother M do everything, he'll make you a rock song
Rushmore of the midwest i promise we got long
Not wrong in the littlest, tryna
And I'm the only thing that's living in this ghost town
Except for the clouds
And man, they're coming down
If I knew my way around by now, I'd be bound for
And cross-country running to kill evil thoughts
I'm surprised that I survived
I ran ten thousand miles with my back to the wall
I can remember the first girl
escape
Being founded on murder, torture, and rape
That's what made your country great
See, privilege isn't just what you've got
Or not getting popped
When
dinner with your moms
And me
You know I'm chillin'
I'm still writin' songs
The country's at war
Droppin' bombs
Everyone's up in arms
But they're
Yeah, baby
It's the first of the first
And you know we get our money by the first of the month
So what about the first of the year?
I'm giving my all
Moon coming through the pines, cranking up a country song
Heaven right by your side, and a Saturday night barely hanging on
Sun shining through
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