Lyrics:
or Pym?
He was stationed in Simla, or was it Bengal?
But I know he got blind at a ball in Nepal
And wrote several four-letter words on a wall
I wonder
too late
I can't wait time's quickly runnin out
Call to arms, revolution's in the house
Unforgettable the words of wisdom
Brought to life by the ten
that ship has sailed
Its a four letter word you wanna say it girl and I can tell
I've been trust falling for you and it's got me scared as hell
Will you
When you’re young and in love
We played by the rules
Oh the rules made for bending
Strict to the letter, the word of the law
A stretch of the line,
American
Accents by accident b
Batter babbling battlers with a
Bag of batteries
Ban these bias blaggers because
They're badly backwards b
Batty bible bashers
anyone many passengers tahoe
Word is key I'm just overlining
My impression is to God hold the Signin'
My impression is for God and it's over rhymin'
I
anyone many passengers tahoe
Word is key I'm just overlining
My impression is to God hold the Signin'
My impression is for God and it's over rhymin'
I
was just catching my breath
Blown away by every part of life making sense
Shaken by the dream that we're sleeping the four letter
word that is all,
walking 'round the living dead
Cop stressed, need to vent, I'll put holes in his chest
WATCHOUT4JAKES, your whole precinct dead
We all ruled by these money
or Pym?
He was stationed in Simla, or was it Bengal?
But I know he got blind at a ball in Nepal
And wrote several four-letter words on a wall
I wonder
bad
It's not so bad
Dear Slim, I wrote you but still ain't callin'
I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom
I sent two letters back in
English
So I can learn not to make you frown
You'd feel better if you'd vent
Put your frustrations into four letter words
And let them out on mine
drive a man insane
Tom chose to die on the 4th of July
as they gathered round his bed
Sally lit the flame to protect his good name
and the letters never
I ain't no nigga, fuck that shit
Does everything come out your mouth got to be a 4-letter word?
The way you talk about women is bullshit, plain
Pastor Troy:
KD had called and gave me the word
Said this nigga had ten birds, in Augusta for the week
From the islands
As soon as K told me
Slipping finally from my
Psyche til' I find me psycho for a sight of cypress
Sounds of silence signed by hills with sixty-four bikers, bind with
or get pulled under
Dug myself out with masters plan, a slight chance, but lord works his wonders
4 10 summers doing numbers, Writing letters to my
says, "Pig Pen, I got me a good idea.
Them Friends a' Jesus gonna save us!
"So praise the Lord and Mister Ford,
And follow that micra-bus, ten-four
ya (yeah)
About 5'4", my .45 is live (uh, uh)
Don't ya get live? Never judge your man by size (uh, yo)
[Chorus]
I'ma do my thang,
pack from the gutter
She ask for a rubber
But without one just feel so much better
I keep shit goin like setters
I throw up my letters
My YO! have these
The loving that you claim is just a four letter word
The third letter's inviting so visualize the verb
You curve thought waves when you're handling
pain
And pleasure, in every single measure
You miss being kissed by this lyrical treasure
Enjoy it at your leisure, cause it's gonna please ya
Master
better
Let's talk about the word deserve
Or talk 'bout the world deserves a queen (You queen)
Let's talk about that four letter word love
I think you
[Pastor Troy:]
KD had called and gave me the word
Said this nigga had ten birds, in Augusta for the week
From the islands
As soon as K told me this
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