Lyrics:
Wild hogs
Wild hogs
Go abroad
Wild hogs
I want go abroad
I want shiny cars
I'm a wild hog
John travolta
Smoking something
I need time apart
This
a couple books by Donald Goins
Bout the business of this shit, how to flip a few coins
Before the age of eighteen, I was destined to make it
My bank account
instruments and all other noises by john jack
Each of these songs were, directly or indirectly, inspired or at the very least, influenced by The Mayor
cream
Thank you
Ugh
Stupid ads
They don't know me
I don't even have a butt
It is never ending
Everywhere i turn i am bombarded with ads
By the way
Thank
HEAD-CASE
Written By: Sharon Faith Groom
Copyright: 2015
VERSE I
It's like I'm living in this little box
One day you're in it, then the next
Weezer fucks
You know what else fucks this guitar solo
Caeden
Woo
Yeah
C-money
Woo
Caeden
I love the blue album
I don't love the blue album
Fuck you
I
From 'We Were Never Here' by The Killing Swarm
I'm lost
A forgotten man-thing
Affordable
Affable
Laughable
Expendable
Sometimes I feel like I
the M-I-crooked
Just to make 'em peep what I'm cookin', I love Mississippi
I put a studio in my partner kitchen
So by the way I'm whippin you would think I
Jak zasiałem to zbieram ten plon
Wciąż dobre serce jak Deacon St John
Mimo że na zewnątrz rodzi się zło
Nie chcą tego kończyć bo jara ich to
Dlatego
you got a back up plan 'cause that shit might come in handy
Started a label, the album is comin' September, just wait on it
This year I'm eatin' your
really blame you? (Who can really blame you?)
We're the ones who made you
Ahem, back by popular demand
Now pop a little Zantac for antacid if you can
really blame you? (Who can really blame you?)
We're the ones who made you
Ahem, back by popular demand
Now pop a little Zantac for antacid if you can
really blame you? (Who can really blame you?)
We're the ones who made you
Ahem, back by popular demand
Now pop a little Zantac for antacid if you can
from here?
No, ah.. which one is it?
(burp) excuse me. It's the one by the airport... you know... cause we gotta get up early an'.. fly outta here in
a Miller[00:41.55]Feelin pretty good about myself call me a sinner[00:43.52]Droppin albums every front until I'm with the winners[00:45.41]Rappin play guitar better everyday
serious (I wanna be your man)
Yeah, mama, yeah, mama, I'm daddy, no, I'm not
You're a lot of fucking problems, you gon' prolly show true colors
By
John Rambo
Covered up by the state
False apologies, false apologies
Covered up by the state
The silence is crippling
False apologies like it's nothing
the pool with ya mama
Attack her by the legs then I pull her to the bottom
Twist nothin' up like a condom
Slap it if you fuckers got a problem
When I see
in the pool with ya mama
Attack her by the legs then I pull her to the bottom (yeah)
Twist nothin' up like a condom
Slap it if you fuckers got
bitch, bro? I'm not sorry then (John!)
Follow him, I thought y'all was cool, what is happening?
Fabricate, all your little stories, you love gossiping
I
Down the road again
Down the road to Massachusetts driving through the night
I thought I saw Jack Kennedy hitchhiking by a light
I hit the brakes,
diss dem dead
Live binds stuck inna head
Mek one drive by dem fled
Pussy shoulda gaw dem bed
Bwoy bat wi fly weh like frisbee
Yo ah wah do some john crow
Father figure strained by allegation
Good intentions means less than ever now
Goodbye sweet young thing
Nick Nunziata - Bass, Guitar, Vocals
Stephen
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