Lyrics:
is he?
Where and what his dwelling?
Sire, he lives a good league hence
Underneath the mountain
Right against the forest fence
By Saint Agnes' fountain
flies, hypnotized by the wheel spin
Hear the crowd everybody's whistling
Lined on the fence
If you can put it all together three times
This one week
someone be there at all when Mantra most needs to be
Mantra held on, not too strong
Oh over there by the fence
I said over there by the fence
Baby Mantra
of it
Those who spoke of love have suffered killed by the public
Men are suckers thus subject to be puppets
And are suckered much by little or nothing
Yeah
Broke within
I used to be broke and sin
A bad kid by the age of ten
Nowadays I don't pretend (shh)
Circle real tight, and I don't trust
[intro/chorus two: g-man]
Whenever you need good lovin
You gotta understand, it takes a man, a man
To keep you satisfied
[chubb rock]
Ha ha ha
Now
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ORGAN MAFIA
[Intro]
Look!
For your own good while bar-hopping…
Listen up!
Take heed!
[Chorus (2×)]
She’s tempting men in a bar
Pretending,
Yeah it's Fucking battle of the exes
Men acting pretentious
While women are puttin up fences
Protecting themselves from men
Afraid of being assaulted
*heart beats*
*woman sings in background as the Intro begins*
(Intro)
Ryan pump blast shattered glass in the classroom
Penny tried to hide in
attitude what?
Just want you to fly, get out now get dry
You can see the love in their eyes arise
Woke by the time brought up in behind
Creating confines
[Intro: Tony Montana "Scarface" sample]
It's those guys, man
It's the fucking bankers, the politicians
They the ones, don't wanna make coke illegal
the fence I don’t need Cochran
Clapped the DUI but my gun loaded
If my men made it then my men sold it
Come holla at your young scholar
I’m top dog I’m
CHORUS
me love man, big sturdy and strong give de gyal
Blackout fi plow dowm me lawn
I like it rawww
If you get by my side
Tear down me fence
But there's no use in using ex's mom for a reference
No ghost writer sometimes influenced by the spirit
No use in drinking to cleanse from past years
[Intro: Killah Priest]
Time... come...
Wake up... what?... wake up..
I can't get up yet
What we have here is the experiment
(My eyes, I can't
[Intro: Tim Westwood (Mr. Tibbs) {Skinnyman ]
Yo this is Westwood
I'm at Radio 1 just doin' my thing tonight
And just walked into this
[Intro: Frukwan]
Yo, it's that Brooklyn shit!
y'all niggas ready? NAAAAAAAH!
y'all ready? YEEEAH!
Yo, oh shit
[Chorus: Frukwan]
Runnin game on bail
peasant, who is he, where and what his dwelling?
Sire, he lives a good league hence, underneath the mountain,
Right against the forest fence, by Saint
Walk up to the fence there and look at the view
That's where they were hanging, eighteen eighty two
It's easy to see where the brave men have died
Rope
peasant, who is he?
Where and what his dwelling?"
"Sire, he lives a good league hence
Underneath the mountain
Right against the forest fence
By Saint
is age old
Some question, why do I always come to take souls?
I'm everywhere in the hearts of men
Jealousy and envy my right hands, them is my
there can be no doubt,
Yet lately men forget the name of Billy Green, the Scout.
'Twas on a Sunday morn' in June when first we heard the sound,
Three
or cigarettes
But I liked watching the smoke clear the high school fence
I am a self-described black sheep, a self-denying sinner Raised by a village of my peers
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