Lyrics:
Don't Rain on my Parade
by Bob Merrill and Jules Styne
Don't tell me not to fly, I've simply got to.
If someone takes a spill, it's me and not you.
little guys with lies
Soon get dug by my Rambo knife
I'll take your life, your soul is-
Buck into-Buck into me with my Rambz
I'm carvin' the number six in
The answer rests in a message
When I go I'll go in a blaze
But it wont be no captain savin'
Cuz where I'm goin ya saved
Tryna rain down on my parade
Till
your emotions
Niggas big cap in they rap
We pushing shit back
Gone catch em like we Terrell Owens
I'm a big dog give a fuck bout what he know
Vv's
your emotions
Niggas big cap in they rap
We pushing shit back
Gone catch em like we Terrell Owens
I'm a big dog give a fuck bout what he know
Vv's
the full price
With a gleam, much on your team
Don't miss the parade
Kiss of Death like Nicholas Cage
It's the brigade kiddie
Throughout the city you're
your own parade
'Cause when I chase my fears away
That's when I knew that I could finally say
I made it through the rain
I kept my world
your own parade
'Cause when I chase my fears away
That's when I knew that I could finally say
I made it through the rain
I kept my world
your own parade
'Cause when I chase my fears away
That's when I knew that I could finally say
I made it through the rain
I kept my world
your own parade
'Cause when I chase my fears away
That's when I knew that I could finally say
I made it through the rain
I kept my world
(Harlan Howard - Buck Owens)
I've got a tiger by the tail it's plain to see
Well I won't be much when you get through with me
I'm losin' weight and turnin'
fucked up girl I missed your call
(I’m sorry)
On that ketamine I’m off the wall
(Off the wall)
No vans Ricky on my feet (Rick Owens)
Think I’m dying feel
the smoke shop, my fuckery is nonstop
Step outta line, bleach your face with the clorox
Beat you with the gat son, bullets never waste none
Get real buck
of mind
Dream's a dream a time gone by
I long to live the day I die
Wake up shining
Rise like the sun
Supernature
Forever young
Wake up shining
hearts'll never fade
I know you somewhere out there chillin' in the shades
But I hate to be the one to rain on your parade
See, God is merciful and God
to play
I'm sent from God to let it rain
On all the opps and their parade
Touch the block and back your blade
This word of Gods your weapon
Sent from Heaven
a bright and sunny day
When you drive across the USA
You're always on the back of my mind
Nothings gonna rain, gonna rain, gonna rain on our parade
Are we
fever
Slide on them niggas we hop in a Beamer
Masked up can't see me John Cena
Keep me a chop this a double odd buck
Your hoe is a thot so I don't give
Just don't be late for our parade, come on
They're passing by in a cavalcade
They're on the way to our parade, come on
Come on now
I only thought
Middle finger to your favorite rapper
Judge a book by its cover better skip some chapters
Fuck a lol jk I aint fond to laughter
Watch these rappers
and cream
I smoke my weed aim for the moon while I'm planting my seeds
Niggas afraid of what I might become
Rain on my parade jealous of my sun
Tired of your
Buck Owens & Susan Raye
I was looking back to see if you were looking back to see
If I was looking back to see if you were looking back at me
You
Yeah, uh (Make it rain Pluto)
Yeah, uh
Yeah, uh
I Givenchy my bitch, and my bag (My bag)
I got that drip that you wish that you had
I catch a flight,
Forever your kingdom reigns.
The west has found a gun and it's loaded with unsure
Nip and tuck if you have the bucks in a race to find a cure.
Psalm
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