Lyrics:
compromised
He was no longer living in limbo
His life was compromised
Gert B. Frobe
Gert B. Frobe
He is a man of many names
Gert B. Frobe
Gert B. Frobe
He is
I mean, I made the beat darling
Isn't it obvious?
Try me
Buzz little B. Buzz little B now go
Buzz little B. Feeling real pretty you know
Buzz little
oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Black Black Berry
B. L. A. C. K.
B. E. R. R. Y.
B. L. A. C. K.
B. E. R. R. Y.
B. L. A. C. K.
B. E. R. R. Y.
B. L. A. C. K.
B. E.
oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Black Black Berry
B. L. A. C. K.
B. E. R. R. Y.
B. L. A. C. K.
B. E. R. R. Y.
B. L. A. C. K.
B. E. R. R. Y.
B. L. A. C. K.
B. E.
oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Black Black Berry
B. L. A. C. K.
B. E. R. R. Y.
B. L. A. C. K.
B. E. R. R. Y.
B. L. A. C. K.
B. E. R. R. Y.
B. L. A. C. K.
B. E.
Eric B. Easy on the cut, no mistakes allowed
'Cause to me, MC means move the crowd
I made it easy to dance to this
But can you detect what's comin'
Eric B. Easy on the cut, no mistakes allowed
'Cause to me, MC means move the crowd
I made it easy to dance to this
But can you detect what's comin'
lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
He never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could play a guitar just like ringing a bell
Go, go!
a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
Who never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could play a guitar just like a-ringing a bell
Go go
Go Johnny go!
lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
He never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could play a guitar just like ringing a bell
Go, go!
lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
He never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could play a guitar just like ringing a bell
Go, go!
B. Boys and B. Girls stand up
Down south, midwest, east coast, west coast
Globally, everywhere, yeah!
Tech N9ne now! Let's go!
[Chorus: x2]
disparo en tus cadenas, sin que vea tu guardián.
Y sonaba B. B. King, y me enamoré hasta el fin
y sonaba B. B. King, y me enamoré.
Hamacándome en la liana,
It's B. Sig in the place with State P
And we got what it takes to rock the mic right, yeah
Still watch what you say to B. Sig
'Cause I still will
It's B. Sig in the place with State P
And we got what it takes to rock the mic right, yeah
Still watch what you say to B. Sig
'Cause I still will
oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Black Black Berry
B. L. A. C. K.
B. E. R. R. Y.
B. L. A. C. K.
B. E. R. R. Y.
B. L. A. C. K.
B. E. R. R. Y.
B. L. A. C. K.
B. E.
Ho, ho
Bounce
Holla
Bounce, bounce, bounce
It's B. Sig' in the place with Young Free (Free, Sigel)
And I got what it takes to rock the mic
a hillbilly boy
Named Johnny B. Goode
Who never ever learned
To read or write so well
But he could rock n' roll
Like a bat out of hell
Go
Go Johnny go,
O clima na quebrada é mais quente do que no inferno
Anjos decaídos no B.S em meio ao ego
Zé povinho é um veneno, metido a besta
No Buriti Sereno,
field
That girl makes me wanna D.I. E
Booty so big yeah B. I. G
Got the whole room laughing hehehe
Thanking God for that booty
That girl makes me wanna
a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
Who never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could play a guitar just like a-ringin' a bell
Go go
Go Johnny go
agoniser ici?
M.P. — Vous êtes mieux protégé que derrière n’importe rideau, fut-il de bambou, de fer ou d’acier, vous comprenez?
B. — Oui mais Monsieur
nogen konne tåla:
Ingen plan B, eg har ingen plan B.
Hvis dette e det det e,
så har eg ingen plan B.
Eg e'kje akkurat en rev på konsekvensa, men eg
Putting fours up, I'm tryna make it off the war
For better or worse
It ain't the way it was before
But its a fact: B. Skiddy rock the world
I'm 'boutta go
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