Lyrics:
My name is Jackson Jameson, a coal miner by trade
From a part of Pennsylvania even Jesus couldn't save
With towns named after Indian chiefs
I only know I must be brave
And I must face a man who hates me
Or lie a coward, a craven coward
Or lie a coward in my grave
Oh, to be torn
I only know I must be brave
And I must face a man who hates me
Or lie a coward, a craven coward
Or lie a coward in my grave
Oh, to be torn
I only know I must be brave
And I must face a man who hates me
Or lie a coward, a craven coward
Or lie a coward in my grave
Oh, to be torn
a wife and kids with no name,
And a big house atop a hill that blocks out the sun for those who can't afford it.
Throw some crumbs to the starving
gat, Congnac and some soda, (c'mon, see man)
[Kola]
Who make 'em chat? Angels rule the world
Who make these niggas want to leave their girl? (Kola,
that a blind man could see
A big bad deep blue ocean dive on in and set it on free
Down to the bottom I go
Ain't letting go don't cha know
Sinkin'
of dreams
Then I was crushed to the floor by a feeling
So strong, so strange, I had to scream, uh-hun
There's a rock in my heart
That can't be broken
Now
Boom bang bang
So you gimme one chance
Oh girl
Make I show you some big man things
I no dey yo by the show you somethings
Everyday I go decoravely bem
it nuh tiki tiki
Anywhere mi guh gyal ah diggy diggy
Bare big box wi nuh clingy clingy
Should take a leaf outta my book I’m really illy
Me and couple
To z życia epizod
W rękach jointy wóda gin i tonik
Właśnie tak się to robi na Bałutach
By wymierzyć grubość bitu musisz dać mi GPS
Big Brothers
savage, fuckin' what u say, looking for the Dow (21)
Ain't got time for your bitches, but they love the nigga chilling with the bros (bitch)
Dreaming big
a playa got a bigger name
Now I got fame, I ain't the one to blame
Now them boys wanna be trying to what, claim
A big old pimp, by the name of P-A-T
Living
marzycieli chcieli by talony na crack
Starsi wypruwają żyły dla rodziny bija żony
Man obiecaj nie skończymy tak jak oni tam
Dla gamoni rap narkotyk ja to złoty
e
O set go o set e
O set e o set e
O set go o set e
Singing shutting down the city
Some never gree ma'kana habit
Everyday by day a ne'me meeting
you happy for me but deep down inside
You'd probably kill me in a drive by
A same kinda obeah business
A same kinda obeah business
A same kinda
need my Lita by my side like my 45
I cant lie i been getting to that bag
Cant lie i might fucking do the dash
Cant lie all this codeine in my system
ain't it
All the pressure and people saying
You'll never make it
All the fear of the unknown
And untouched
All this man made time
Making us feel rushed
praise due
May god bless ya
Santorini Greece by Rozay
Then roll the pressure
Nigga please
Why you have the
A-U-D-A-C-I-T-Y
To compare G-T
To these man
Eagle pon mi passport
Put it inna flight mode
Big time tycoon
Some ah bitch like gyal
And dem no carry noose
From mi clean skin girl dem no carry bruise
a fuck, cos she down on her luck
Left home at 15 got a crib at 16
Said she's looking for love ó man change e fun mummy Mummy ki ló fun gan ta lò ran é si
Analizując 84 Orwella dostrzegam akcję
Generalnie ja widzę jak ta chora idea się wciela w real
Teraz czuję na fakcie wzrok big brothera
Która kamera
beat
I can't stand defeat
I'm the man to beat
Your a plant, I'm a manatee and I plan to eat
Real talk, no fantasy. Bet your friend is a fan of me
God
from wall to wall
This pain so deep man it felt like I was cut by a saw
Cuz my ex fucked another niggga my heart been cold
That’s why nobody can fully
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