Lyrics:
Smoke on the water
But burning down
You know
They burned down the gambling house
It died with an awful sound
Funky Claude was running in and out
It was home by home zone for zone
Bloom County's homeless riot
For home ownership i hope you put gas in the
Motor-home and know the roads
I studied
of medicine and it never helps!
Day by day I'm struggling against myself!
Tell me every type of advice that I've heard before
And nevertheless it's getting
man don't do like they do, it's a sick world, you just gotta stay true
Stay true and everything'll be cool, you gotta blaze ya own trails and make ya
Y'all ain't never just tripped and pictured
And just looked at the whole situation 'cause once u look at it
You know (really do)
They don't give
So that's it, I got out of bed and took a bath
And got ready to go to the studio
And I got Kevin's reply by email
I called him up and asked if he
movie. he rented the studio, had all th
Heesy sets built...it's so moche!. he's telling everybody, right now, right over there to...(text obscured by
Did you see your dreams there?
Falling?
Did you look for a shortcut?
Many Levels
Welcome to my world
Do you like it?
What did you find in the deep?
broad, it just can't be
Your bitch suck me and fuck me
Than she thank me i know the whole story
You ain't servin' it right
I'll probably stop by and put
disastrous
Let me sing and do my thing and move to greener pastures
See, I'm real, I do it all, it's all me
I'm not fake, don't ever call me lazy
I won't
another go to show them
We can do it all again!
Bawk bawk bawk begawk!
We're doing a sequel!
There's no need to disguise,
The studio considers us
know that it's expensive
Fly chick by my side when she shop she's so selective
With these diamonds in my ring they can't help but compliment it
I
I got enough to make it, I know I got enough to blow,HEY
Man I juat wanna be me,in this world all I need
Is a big old bag of PEACE pour my liquor roll
They say i should do it for the culture
Too much rhythmic talent for a vulture
They say the flow hot
I know im scorchin
To feed myself and family
Aye Realize on the beat tho
GL studios with the mix yo
Oh no no no
No
You don't know it
No no no
You don't know it
And you don't know me
And you
near my arms
But best believe on my sleeves is where I wear my heart
Do you know how easy it is to be a sinner?
How many losses you need before you
side)
It makes me strong
It gives me the strength to bang out and make these songs
If I do it on the spot or if it takes me long they can't stop me
wait to breath
This what it’s like when your first records ehh
But they praise it so much cause the effort was E
I’m bout to make the whole world get
Before I snitch on my clique, I'll fry
Or watch time go by
Niggas want to steal slabs, and dib or dab
In the posse, who steals from the hands that feed
of the niggas trynna follow where I go,
But I know,
Only one,
Only me,
You my son,
I’m a writer,
You a tryer,
Meaning I already won.
They stand by me,
I’m
they say
A humble one boasts about failure rather than success, how many even do that today (What will they say today)
All you do is feed me with those
guidance, to my soul
It comes alive inside my pen
All I want is to spread love
Fuck a gypsy, do these drugs
Get this money, feed the family
They all rise when
gathered 'round the dinner table
I said, "Kids, if you could go anywhere in this great big world, now
Where'd you like to go ta"
They said, "Dad, we want
gathered 'round the dinner table
I said, "Kids, if you could go anywhere in this great big world, now
Where'd you like to go ta"
They said, "Dad, we want
Discuss these feed the world do they know its xmas by studio 99 Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In