Lyrics:
to do it all no help now (No help now)
Yeah yeah yeah
Fuck all of my demons, fuck the self-doubt
Fuck anybody who ever tried to get me down
Thoughts
Because striking people
Who demonstrate for freedom
Seems fair to me
Isn't it for you?
Mr. general
I am now beset by doubts
A bad feeling that I can't
make sure all of them they fed
By any means
Can't be no excuses, my children can't eat no excuses
My daughter can't sleep in excuses
My son needs
arrived. So, we got absolutely f'king smashed to
smithereens on the plane, right! Get's off the plane, staggers through customs, "Allright, excuse..." oh no
Oh no, oh no
Oh no, oh no no no
Oh no, oh no
Oh no, oh no no no
Mr. Jones has a little problem
If I had eyes I'd see that it was me
He's the size
Right about now
Mr. Clynch's career is about to be ended by this fucking diss
Judge Barnes presiding
The prosecuting attorneys are
Jaz Barnes, Jaz
preposterous
There was no weapons found, no sign of no hostages
Remember Mr. Henry Lace you under oath [yeah I know]
You lyin' in the stand to get him
then we all (?)
Move your back and
Move your bel-ly-ly-ly-ly
No doubt, my lovely have to run the country
I'mma set up the riddim of it
Move me
Move
well)
Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up
Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up
Mr Man mek you talk well
Mr Man no yarn me any story story (I no wan
a better position but old habits seem to bring me down down
It's no excuse to treat you foul foul
Hurt people just be hurting people ain't that what they say
nobody gonna keep true love from callin' us
Mr. and Mrs. Santa Claus
Honey, do you remember our first Christmas?
Standin' by that poor old Christmas
no damn excuse for crime
So hear me now
If you starving to death with nothing to eat
That is no excuse
When them vendors get chase off the street
That
Halleluhua, heigh-nonny-no
Heigh-nonny-no, heigh-nonny-no
He joined the feathered choir
Having laid him to rest by special request
In a family mausoleum
As his
It was me against the world
So when Coach Jay invited me to play
I tried to say no
Wouldn't take the answer so I played ball, I had never before
It
Black Lives Matter
Mr officer why you stop me
Mr officer my hands are free
Mr officer please dont shoot me
Mr officer I can't breathe
Black Lives
mbaji na akari ohuhu
Hit ee ha ka abum atomic, nuclear
No doubt mr swag bu a demi, osu imi stay clear
Student of this rap game, I rock monster beats
Day by day, I wonder what's gon change
Day by day, I ponder words you say
Everyday I doubt ya true intent
Aint no love left, no longer will I do this
nobody gonna keep true love from callin' us
Mr. and Mrs. Santa Claus
Honey, do you remember our first Christmas?
Standin' by that poor old Christmas
won't fight, no no
And I won't mind
And I won't fight
Let it out, let the storm pass by, cause it can't hurt you now
When the doubt reached down inside,
about me
Don't ever fucking doubt me
Don't ever fucking doubt me
Now you're gone with no traces
You might as well have been faceless
Exposed all
Mr. Brown, Mr. Blonde, Mr. O
Mr. Blue, Nice Guy, Mr. Blonde, Mr. Blonde
Mr. White, Nice Guy Eddie, Eddie
Mr. Brown, It's a perfect storm
Mr. Pink,
by Madness)
Oh what a front she had
Enough for me, my brother and dad
A chest of drawers no doubt
One with the top
these niggas actin up in the hood
Send mo' troops, dear Mr. President (Me and my homies is wonderin' what's goin on, holla!)
Tell me what to do, these
Excuse me miss
No, I'm not havin' it
Excuse me miss
No, I'm not havin' it
Excuse me miss
No, I'm not havin' it
Excuse me?
You think you're all
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