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of key
Ohh baby I get by
(By with a little help from my friends)
All I need is my buddies
(Try with a little help from my friends)
I said I want to get

Olmedo en pedo caen de el precipicio
Scalped with a blade touching a fade como un cepillo
This for all my hijos biting styles I been creating 
Foaming from

I love my friends
I love my friends
I love my friends
I love my leftovers
I love my friends
I love my friends
I love my friends
I love my leftovers
I

That's a call you make for free
I stood by you through it all  
I did everything I could
Through the good times and the bad
Crossed my fingers, knocked

pay the rent
Tommy from Goodfellas, boy I made a mess
It's a rap for God, I might be Mason Beth
Think traffickin' drugs cause we trained your X
That

ain't adding how I'm adding tell 'em chill out
I just had to touch it so a nigga can get the feel out
She tryna be my friend
She tryna be my bae too
I

I've really gotta win this time
I don't dip for the line anymore, I bow
On your marks, get set, and bow
I'm in the inside lane just swervin
I'm in Munich

Just cut my mom up
And stuck her leg in the freezer
And ask that stupid bitch what the fuck she got cold feet for
My blood relatives like to run

I'm so scared to love
Scared to love
'Cause you were my only friend
And now I'm here alone
I'm so tired of love
Tired of love
My heart's turned dark

for the Bucks
I'm Khris Middleton

Fuck a whole lot of fame
I want a whole lot of gain
I feel like Kevin Hart
Niggas laugh at my pain
I lost everything

as well
That you all for coming out to my show and tell
I'd like to invite you on my journey, bring your friends as well
Thank you all for coming out to my

to peddle round
I wear my hart on my sleeve and that's all I'm reppin now
A lot shit I coulda said I always kept it down
I gotta circle of friends that never

Rapper's Delight [Long Version]

The Sugarhill Gang

Maximum Rap 12": The Original Maxi Single Collection

1997

To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat

Now, what you hear is not a test I'm rappin' to the beat
And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your

The cops, the cabbies, the salesgirls up at Saks

Up a tone 

You gotta have a real taste for maniacs

Thank you You're hired 

Oh!

I'm Beth

I'm

a fan of wolverine
New ID my name Logan
Made a spoofer called Beth
And asked for her login
And I'm so clean
I don't need a wipe down
I went on the dark

Fuck
The fuck nigga
Dirty
Dirty
Dirty dan bitch

Fuck these niggas fuck there mama's and fuck they brothers to
By my lonely but I swear that I ain

meth with your mother
Oh thank you thank you
For leaving and for coming back
And thank you for what inside my friends'
Love bursts like a throng

Mortal Man

Kendrick Lamar

To Pimp a Butterfly

2015

and moon, you consume every message
As I lead this army, make room for mistakes and depression
And with that being said, my nigga, let me ask this question

I'm no apostle
So over your feet I won't grovel
But yo I pray for these pendejos
Deep in the midnight hour
You'll see my day glow
Those days you stole

River of Regret 
Writers: Bruce Scism / Beth Scism / Gary Best

I lay down by the pillow where she’s been
Closing my eyes I breathe her in
Sleep will

Feel so much emptiness 
I think I'm jaded 
By bad news forced into my brain ah
Alienated yet I feel suffocated 
Grounding myself with the sound

Ngoba ngeke ng'kwaz angikuyeki
Hayi'bathi mina ngiz'fak emgodini
Ayngcono ng'vele ngifele kilo mjolo
Yes I can stand the rain, with you by my side
No I

do one for Mama
She'll do one for you.

l'd be your friend if you let me.
So if something upsets you
or makes you unhappy in any way,
don't shoot your

Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small