Lyrics:
And Jackie-
And Jack-
The White House is under attack
Eight years is the limit, but eight will do
By then there'll be Bobby-
-And Teddy, too
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Search on the roll (search)
[Together]
With your finger nail
Again and again
And again and again
[Jermaine]
And again...
[Brett]
Whoa,
back again to the bottom of the well, but now he was so light he could escape by fluctuating. Then, right on the first try with a single jump, he fled
peter, king of the
Evening spring wedding in st. petersburg, florida
Watches his adoptive father Jeff
Give the sweetest, most remarkable speech
Neither
Whitebird
Music and Lyrics by Peter Link
Whitebird
He fly so low to the water
Whitebird
He turn on the wind
Whitebird
Please take me on down
Again and again I'm my biggest critic
Again I would split it, forget it
Uh, I ain't a mediator, but it come together when it come to money
Why they
By myself 'cause these niggas yes men
Bitch I'm Almighty Sosa Batman
Know I got my Smith & Wesson
That be my illegal weapon
I'm off this Earth I
like Peter Pan
Treat my ops like Cyclops if I see the man
Wolverine in skinny jeans, diamonds Billy Jean
They tap dance, the Batman is a black man
By
and all.
When shall I see again my gray mare ?
All along down along out along lea.
By Friday noon or Saturday soon,
With Bill Brewer, etc.
Then Friday came
a piano we play the whites more than we play the blacks
Enough of that today I came to entertain with bars
Safe to say I went bananas and my shit still
again by segregating the inferior from
The Nordics, We need gun control! Political
Expediency is crucial
And I'll benefit the economy!
With me in charge
some ice on it
Big flex Off-White put some ice on it
Tryna pop a bottle but I'm sitting by myself
Couple thotties fire bodies watch you sippin' top
Of the group splitting up again to get
Their heads together, they
Reformed a fortnight later as Heads Together
A tight little name which lasted them through
like me yeah
Next door neighbour is St Peter by Heaven's Gate
When you got VIP wet dreams like me yeah
Dreams are close and life even further away
zone is for loading and unloading only.
If you gotta load or unload, go to the white zone...
I said the years was rollin' by, yeah
The years was
Cherish it and keep it close to your heart
If our paths should ever cross again dear
Accidentally, or by fate designed
If you wear a little white
Piece by piece the
Puzzle becoming whole
Man you know me
Bare everything upon my soul
till the damn gives way
Can't carry this torch on your own
Don't
to cop a crib, bout to scoop a biz
Bout to get myself together then go lace my boots again
Take what you want, tie they a** up
Just don't, get, no,
freedom ain't free, we got to do it together
That means (what?), by whatever means necessary
I'm doing God's work, so that means I'm too blessed to worry
I walk in the garden full of life
May your anger and steam go by
Feel you in my arms tonight
Hold you forever, alright
Take your time
I will always
held accountable, so instead I pass the blame,
besides I wanna live forever like the cast of fame.
serious trouble will pass me by and my life will be
Peter just stood there in the garden staring
The image burned in his memory
Jesus his hands tied behind his back
Jesus led away by soldiers
He
a rusty screwdriver, blaow (I'll fuckin')
I'll fuckin', I'll fuckin' hang you by your fuckin' dick
Off the fuckin twelve story building out this
a rusty screwdriver, blaow (I'll fuckin')
I'll fuckin', I'll fuckin' hang you by your fuckin' dick
Off the fuckin twelve story building out this
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