Lyrics:
of the handgun)
Land of the beautiful (home of the shotgun)
Cursed by the hate we throw (You're dead if you ain't got one)
Is this the new national anthem? (It was
(land of the handgun)
Land of the beautiful (home of the shotgun)
Cursed by the hate we throw (You're dead if you ain't got one)
Is this the new
be talking about women
See he be wasting your time
But where in the fuck is this coming from
Cause all you are telling is lies
Oh my god, i'm
read the scripture
Understood the first New Testament
Start to blessin' it
The shit is like this, where the beat went?
I give MC's the silent treatment
hoped for
Stacy had a headache
Jenny was in jail
Brenda had to work late
Kate was getting Jenny's bail
Angela got scurvy
Ashley caught a cold
the adolescent mind as celebrator
If no you, there is no me
How could I fault you for this?
You like the closest thing to God
Still we call you a bitch
Black
is
I think that if I meet him I’ll be buried
The beast
I will be carried by him to the afterlife
[Pre-Chorus]
I must hide in fear
It makes me start
young
I was shown that family matters
Urkel
My smoke come green or purple
My milkshake
Bring all the hos to the yard
No it won't curdle
This is my sage
have to be signed by a production company or be in a group? And he said, No, Asian women don't make it in America. No one buys from Asian women. This is
Upperclass
Twit of the Year. There's Nigel, he's shot Simon by mistake, Simon
is back up and there's Nigel, Nigel's shot himself: Nigel is third in this
fine
when
When he hustle and he robbin'
That's when niggas start plottin'
And when you niggas start plottin'
Us country niggas start mobbin' mobbin'
the same about him
Y'all had some time to sink in
Hey Zach, this song is too long
If you don't like it, hit skip
And go put on some other playlist made by
Co signed by Biggie so what the
Fuck can you tell us
First my palm started itchin and
Then I started twitchin
When that money is coming
Niggas start
science drifting then we'd listen when we start (Drifting, drifting)
Listen to your bio rhythms drift and get into your higher image
This is where you find
phone off so don't dial
Dis right here is dat no style, I don't know how I do the shit
I'm true to this
True religion, they takin' swag with no permission
before, cause I don't wanna hurt you pah.. huh
And the name is Angela
And ain't too many niggaz that can handle her, it's true
[Chorus]
[Angie Martinez]
Sweet Angela
I gotta let you know
Pretty brown-skin tone
Ain't gone lie, hope you the truth now
You look the part
But where it starts ain't where it
happen every day)
Is a kinda high that they can't replicate
(That they can't replicate, come on, let's go)
This stage is we own
(Is we own, I say is
true
Wrote this about me, but this is for you
I'm saying I've been there and this is the truth
There's a reason to keep putting life in the booth
[PRE
aren't you feeling this?
The earth is hurt, so let's start healing this
I don't need laws, because I have pure willingness
To serve a purpose and cure
(Party!)
Yo yo, I'm about to kick this party up, is that alright?
Yo, Yo, MC Ice on a Syndicate Rhyme spree
You say you wanna be down, you gotta talk
to call
It ‘Theraflu’ i’m calling
The song this…" And then people are
Like, "oh, he changed the song to this"
And then that’s
What it is, because when I did
One word away! One word away!
The power of life and death is in what you say
Ooh
One word away! One word away!
If you start confessing, you will
To the lapel of my dress
I swallow this is it
The door to the left of the
Clerk's temporary desk is open
I can feel the bodies of
The other families behind us
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