Lyrics:
with their children crying come home
Card board villains in the front row
Mask your feelings we don't want those
Led by fools into the unknown
Mothers
I'm not like you
Doesn't matter I don't play by your rules
It's the new guy,
Keep it down keep my head low
Back of the crowd not the front row ah
fuckin' way
But here I am, workin' in the studio
And your album ain't out because you're movin' slow
By the time you make one I'll be on ten
Hit the studio
figure in fashion many are
Put off by his front-row ubiquity and
Often surly behavior West clearly
Relishes his role
As a cultural lightning rod where
remember every album
Every single time to unreleased I know it any hour
So don't ask me if I do cuz I saw close to every outcome
Plan my life in front my
That she won tickets to see
The Chili Peppers play
On Ellis Island
And it was for the release
Of their new album
By the Way
And she won the tickets
By
a hopeless romantic
You pick the sounds for the background to our drive into town
Baby don't be one of the traffic
Had too many nights with the wrong
life
You're the only father that I ever new
Who's your daddy
Who's your daddy
As you live many years
Things take on a repeat
You're the only father that
to ban the sale of Miami rap group
The 2 Live Crew's double-platinum album, "Nasty As They Wanna Be," in Broward County
We think it's the banning
on the air
And people everywhere can join the big affair
No particular age
It'll make front page
It's Roxanne Shanté
And I'm live on stage
Live
was Ichabod this hairless horseman is endorsed by all these ornery cinemobs
Lead you in the Horrorshow right in front row it's terrible
It leaves you
with Brandon on production
And NO got the subject Goosebumps get delivered to the public
Youngn been put in out albums rockn shows by the hundreds
Aint
to see the show
Lovely front row seats
I adored the music and the players
They never missed a beat
I didn't hear my favourite song
But that was quite
on a Friday night
Or goin' to a concert, sittin' front row, and you jump and scream
And when I'm with you
It's like meetin' the man of my dreams
I could travel
just to have 20,000 more than you
So now ya'll looking at me, I can see you see me
Standing in the front row, wishing you could be me
Or else your
wanna be a doctor
Nor do I care how much he makes
You never work a day in your life if you love what you do
I live by that phrase
So cruel
I don't wanna
the front row, sittin at my funeral
Everybody cryin', just another death as usual
You feel me?
[Hook:]
Man I feel like a runaway slave
Can't calm down
Never
the spectacle, the grand social circus.
*
Up against the rows of grey robots who control our lives
The things we have to offer sometimes seem so frail.
Where to hear rather than to feel
Since whether in fact we were juicy
And fell to the ground
Sugaring together weekly lit
By a light from the first floor
did
Told them he cut his eye, in sparring
Stella D'oro wrap breadsticks
David Berkowitz
Einstein birthed a hit, now nurture it
M.G.M. front row seat
And you're sitting in the front row
Wanna be first in line
Waiting by my window
Giving me all your time
You could be my hero
If only I could let go
But his
see myself be broke
Got lil bro under my wing I know he next to blow
I hope that my momma live to see me on the stage front row
Can’t keep up with
Nigga, light it
I heard this is a weed friendly environment
Seen 'em at my shows front row
Gettin' excited
They all smoke and memorize my lines
Say I'm
young
Somebody took him off this earth
Light up candles, fly balloons
And put his picture on a shirt
Family members and the friends fill the front row in
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