Lyrics:
Oh my god, I fucking love this song
I'm obsessed with it
Wait, who's it by again? Ah ya, that's it
That's why I love it so much
Literally, it's so
like Ray Charles, Full of life, but I'm walking in the dark
Backstabbed so many times, that blaze sharp
Turn a good time into four beheadings and a funeral
We both cook, but my recipes quicker
I eat my competition like the Chesapeake Ripper
I'm never
Last time I made some shit like that, disposed of it by flushin
Guess what ?fan, your style is need of a suntan
You only rapping cause you got rejected
wrist in liquid nitrogen
Blow trees like, "Fuck the environment"
In the crop house, bring in Chinaman
My old friends have no entitlement
Fake love
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
notice
"Listen, one of us is leaving, and when I say US I mean YOU...
YOU'RE leaving. (You're leaving... You're leaving.)"
I'm in the house y'all, I'm
we finished
Cross on me I ain't to religious
That bitch I'm fuckin ain't nobody business
Tax for a verse like dependents
Room in the house gettin
Her without prosthetic versions i have
Had plenty of time to search my memory
Though, because here on this couch
In this room, during this interview,
shit around the house, pay attention
She needs to feel wanted way more
Than part of the time
A lot of time for women
Foreplay starts in the mine
banging too no to time to analyze yo fate
All good things leave seeds for more and all bad things didn't start that way
Every day this class called life be
yesterday, uhh
[The Game]
I was, born in the slums, struggled from day one
Ray Charles vision, blinded by the light from the sun
No navigation, no sense
the fuck out my house
Get the fuck out my house
(Yeah)
Get the fuck out
Get the fuck out my house
Get the fuck out my house
(Tevo)
It’s about time you kick
time
So let's party
I like good woman, wit a lil bad in em
I don't see no harm in it
I'm focused man
Check the mirror, see a star in it
Know your worth
of the
Soldiers was unheard of
Left the base in 1981
Headed home to Milwaukee for a little fun
Five years past
And things was going pretty good
Killed about seven
but big like Ben
Johnson I'm the black Charles Bronson
death wish death wish death wish
I run a dead pool you're number one on my list
so step aside
I know it's time to leave
But you'll be in my dreams
Tonight Tonight Tonight
Written by: Dave Haywood, Charles Kelley, Hillary Scott, and Dallas
upon a time, near a far-famed loch
There stood a house surrounded by black fog
Darkness it fell over Boleskine
Smothering the room that he worked in
all games when the bills paid
When it's money time we gon lock in
Trap spot hot that's the brick house
Got a new bitch she a brick house
Homie came
the Commission)
Bentley drivers, Louis Vuitton buyers
Jet fuel abusers, sippin' Patruise
Once Upon A Time In America's muse
You based on us, you fiction
Ya
the mean style, leave bodies in a pile
Everlast is my name, I'm from the House Of Pain
You know that I never play the punk role
Cause I'm a white Irish man
Good morning Mr. Johnson/Good morning Antoine
Remind me again how long you've been gone
Serving my country/Two tours in Iraq
If it don't get better
I was born by fire in a cold dark cave
In the age of the dinosaur
When a cave man caught his cave woman lovin'
On the missing link livin' next
look so good
Baby life is all good
Life goes by one day at a time
Every worry in the world out of sight out of mind
cnd the music all good
My
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