Lyrics:
Walker of worlds
Filled with men
Celtic tradition
Human forms will burn
Grotesque male formed starue
Structured maze of wood
Hundreds die by fire
tree house that we chilled at
but then in '94 I couldnt help it but feel sad
Jenny had to leave me to go get a little knowledge
100 miles away in
une demi-tonne
Grosses couilles, kalash, acier, mental
4 balles, 100 grammes, zipette, vandamme
Ze Peq, microbes, commissaire, malade
Pose pas tes
ham
Got that old money flow, that Anna Nicole
Just hopped out a cake, bitch I'm Marilyn Monroe
Co Co Loco, by the end of the night
Splash that venom
Niggers wasn't ready to rise
Me, I'm still up by god
Though respectin' the pride
Rappin' in wise, top five, dead or alive
I'm a certified gangster
Word
vain grace, as active as the hundreds size of proof
Megation, reliving on, we're ready to hit the room
You better watch out and hold on tight
If I ever had money, I would do some crazy shit
I'd probably hire Lady Gaga to babysit
So give me money, and I'll be like "Fuck it"
I'll drop a hundred
by side in our dressing gowns
And waited for the sundown
To embrace the blue lit town.
She became my black leach,
Sucking all my energy.
She
can't get from him
Song bird singing in an old dead tree
The way your drive honey scares the hell out of me
100 mph on a brand new road
Look at me again
plowed
And the weeds covered up the sun
[Chorus]
Hey well ain't it your birthday?
Then why aren't you smiling?
I just drove two hundred and fifty
champagne, gros calibre, GP
Dans l'tel, mortel, l'hôtel, pépé
Cocaïne, Paris XVI, gueule cramée, grand appart'
100e l'gramme, ça débite, t'es très content
ceux qui causent pas
Sous tequila, Boulevard Haussmann, drive by sur du Goldman
Faut que je marque mon époque, que j'ai mon propre boulevard
Que je
On ounces and pills, how does it feel?
To count dollar bills, to count dollar bills
(X2)
No sleep gang, insomnia gang
Raised by some O dogs, that's why
away
I wanna step on to the high wire
100 miles above the ground
To walk the line, but never to look down
So that’s where they can find me
Between
hundred gram, be easy
Then the phone rang, BLING BLING BLING, aiyo, King, two more ice packs
Coming, forty bundles of onion
Roll the reefer
ab und ficke eure Prominenz
45er Lebensweisheit, wünsche jedem Beilied
Denn ich mach' in dieser Szene Drive-By
Ihr musst sparen und eure Knete
who's wrong
Okay!
Why don't you stay, there's room for family in my court
'Cause life's too short
To always feel shut out and unloved by the sister
And I'm so happy that you're by my side, because you are all that I need.
When times get tough, I know you'll be there.
A hundred miles or any where.
how I do
Get sex by the minute who know how I move
Don't think man are nerds
I ain't no fucking chicken, but I got my dick in your bird
Hotties
The day I shipped out,
They numbered a dozen.
Upon my return,
Were a hundred or so.
From the coast and from the prairies,
I bet they keep
The iguanidae sees East and West simultaneously
The praying mantis sees three hundred flies from three
Orbit of man, divergent strabismus
Set in motion human course
Your rainbow and the pot of gold
The dreams that you had grow cold
Your mistake burdens you a hundred fold
God knows
Meeting in a jungle of a hundred burning suns
We couldn't hide, we couldn't run
Inner city art mirages, you never know who to trust
This isn't
Hundreds of people gathered around
In a trance they dance when the vibe is really happenin'
The rhythm and the beat of the music take control
Just
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