Lyrics:
Long Beach, stand up! (Plain Pat, what up?)
It's your hometown boy Mark Spitz and uh
Now I've been getting fucked
Up all night long
This weed
90 on the dash following where the wind blows
What's up with you, got caught up in my hazel views
White ts baggy pants laces loose on the shoes
이쁜 몸매,
or die, by our side, shining bright.
[Verse 2 - Rap]
In black and white, we roam the land,
Outlaw ole lady's, with a fearless stand,
With loyalty unmatched,
Yeah, man, I can't believe we actually had to do this song, man
People still in my inboxes confused
Let me explain this privilege to you, though
Lost city of New Orleans, we call him this
(Georgia)
Now
This song is dedicated to the one wit the suit
Thick white skin and his eyes bright blue
The meaning of the name GangStarr, well I'll tell ya
It means How far my mind can excel to
A greater type of thought, brought by the things that I've
As white as the reach between our words
As white as the bones that scrape the shadow of the sun
Beneath these frail skeins
Everything is written
and have an escape. Obie was makin' sure
It was about four or five hours later that Alice (remember Alice?
There's a song about Alice)
Alice came by
song
America! America! Stand and be proud
Stand for our anthem, and sing it out loud
"Oh say can you see by the dawn's early light." (Words from "Star
our rooted truths in you.
Ensuring divine paths of righteousness; gleaming with aero-descent colors of white on the inside. Black on the outside:
Well we're comin' to your city
Gonna play our guitars and sing you a country song
We'll all be flyin' higher than a jet air liner
And if you want
were broken on the track
Burnt a lot of fancy verses
And I'm glad that I am back
Further out may be the pleasant
Scenes of which our poets boast
But I
the frosty air they go
They are not just plain deer
They're the fastest deer I know (Ho! Ho!)
You must believe that on Christmas Eve
I won't pass you by
you by my side I want our love strong
They should know I put all my pain behind a love song
Showing all the courage that I wanted you to see
I just
that they don't value our lives
My people been suffering way too long, and I'm tired of singing the same old song
People acting like this shit isn't
with me all for the rest oh
She grabbed me by the hand
I didn’t stand a chance
We a couple runaways
Live our days in France
Play our favorite song
Let’s
discriminate on asshole and pussy's the same
I fuck the gangsta bitches, preppy hoes, and all the plain jane's
It don't matter if you're black, white, red,
Frank zappa (guitar, synclavier)
Steve vai (guitar)
Ray white (guitar, vocals)
Tommy mars (keyboards)
Chuck wild (piano)
Arthur barrow (bass)
Scott
our house? Well how can I explain
When my little boy and girl ask me 'Daddy, what's a train?'
Words and Music by Bruce â??U. Utahâ?? Phillips
oil,
And if you don't want our help, that's ok
We're coming in anyway.
Oh, this is a song for America,
Home of the red, white, and blue.
Land of Marilyn
plains of Russia
Blonde Norwegian, dark Croatian
Songs in sad minor keys
Feeling the heat inside the fumace
Trying to make that break away
Reaching
call, to battle we go
For glory be
We rise at dawn, and shields align
Our song of war, through misty morn
And all for thee
Strong as stone, and brave
YUP! ( in background)
(scratch) 1, 2, 3 as this is plain to see
I go by the name of Jermain Dupri
Dopeman fresh in the place to be
And uhh
[Chrous:]
Hey, yeah
We the same brothas from a long time ago
We was talkin' about television and
Doin' it on the radio what we did was to
Help our generation
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