Lyrics:
of your body
Every sickness (something has to break), every disease, we command you
To break, by the power that's in the name of Jesus
Something has
of your body
Every sickness (something has to break), every disease, we command you
To break, by the power that's in the name of Jesus
Something has
of the human spirit
Our spirit bomb is coming after you
Kami-ha-me-ha-kame-ha-me-ha-me-ha
Kami-ha-me-ha-kame-ha-me-ha-me-ha
Lisa & What are these blues we're here to tell you?
Bart: It's sibling rivalry.
I don't want to share,
want to make you nuts,
Gimme what ya got,
headphones
You could say
He embodies the challenges and contradictions
Of the present day music
Industry's relationship with street
Rap: Meek has made
I'll find you another nigga
That a treat you worse
Get the fuck outta here
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Scamming
hard to find you a Perk or a 30 pack
All black forces look fresher than Bernie Mac reach for my chain, get sent where the birdies at
Ha, ha, ha, ha
Oh, you don't compare, don't fit in with 'em, do you get me?
Judgin' by the way you open up, you get me
Ooh, out of this world, hands on, baby, now
beautiful
Famous drag queen and her career took off!
Oh Lord, I've created a monster
You betta burn witch!
Get possessed by the DJ
You'll scream like Linda
Since you never know
Gemini, oh, Gemini
Ha, ha, ha, yeah
Ha, ha, ha, yeah
Ha, ha, ha
Gemini, oh, Gemini
Ha, ha, ha (ooh-ooh)
Ha, ha, ha
gon be at ease (yeah)
Late night session with the bros
And we getting poked by hoes
We don't slack so we don't fold
Only looking for the gold
Nigga you
Ha ha, ha, ha, ha-ha, ha ha, ha
Ha ha, ha, ha, ha-ha, ha ha, ha
Tell you all about it, from mopeds to dope heads
Tell you all about it, pops
(MIA JAY C)
Ha
Nah, for real (I hear you, JAY C)
Ha (ha), every time I see my opps, I'm gon flip shit (ha, no cap)
In the field, John Madden,
're dead
Ha ha you're dead
(ha ha ha)
Ha ha you're dead
The joke is over
You were an asshole
And now you're gone
As your ship is going down
I'll stand by
under
Broken glass everywhere
People pissin' on the stairs, you know they just don't care
I can't take the smell, can't take the noise
Got no money
under
Broken glass everywhere
People pissin' on the stairs, you know they just don't care
I can't take the smell, can't take the noise
Got no money
kun'ha blitt enda mer fucka enn det
Ja, tenk hvis det ikke var bilen, men fly
Du og familien var høyt over by'n
Skulle på ferie, men flyet gikk ned
Og
money
Yeah I got a bag, I know you mad though
But worryin' bout me, ain't never made you no money (whoa)
Ha ha (ha ha), I'm laughin', ha ha (ha ha
Ha, phew
Ayy, man (phew)
I just wanna shake the streets right fast, you hear me? (Phew, phew)
You know I'm Big Dude, nigga (ayy, Carter Z, you
high of life
Silence before the storm, so I play it by ear an sigh
Open up to you, behind my back you ha ha ha ha
A sinful man I can hear the devils ha
Well, you can tell by the way I use my walk
I'm a woman's man, no time to talk
Music loud and women warm, I've been kicked around
Since I was born
behind
Thousand men
Ha, hu, ha...
And one man led the way
The others followed by:
Genghis Khan
Ha, hu, ha...
They gallopped over mountains
mom's cooking
Send the Christmas love to the ones you know
Kissin' your man under the mistletoe
Spreading love to everyone
And thanking God for
guys
Talking about how young black guys are targeted
Targeted by who? America
You see one in every hundred Americans are locked up
One in every nine
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