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the music in they ears, they would have lost it
The seventh album by a musician they both revered
First time this planet heard it, let's call it a world
bastard style has just been stuck
By a sticker with a 'frigerator lickin'
What if how's about why would ever thought that
The napalm would bust your
Like Jimmy Cliff, ah di harder they come
Lighting a spliff with a spark of me gun
Highest of grades under di the sun, yeah
Smoking my own strain
I
the end they'll be much greater
..
Pick em up, then I make em feel comfortable
Crackin jokes, as if I was Cliff Huxtable
Get into the crib,
they'll be much greater
..
Pick em up, then I make em feel comfortable
Crackin jokes, as if I was Cliff Huxtable
Get into the crib, things are hype
about somethin' I said in 2012
Took you six years and a surprise album just to come with a diss
Homie we get it, we know that you're the greatest rapper
into
Yeah I need my loot by rent day
But that ain't what gives me the heart of Kunta Kinte
I'm tryin' to give us us free like Sinke
I can't stop,
cradled for day after day
Making hardly enough to get by
Then a terrible flood swept poor Jimmy away
During six stormy days in July
Chorus (x2)
Can
you yeah and keep missing ha Yakubu
But here's some advice if you still wanna
Walk down the road and go hug transformer
Go find a cliff do a Jimmy Jatt
David yuh why you even famous
You banned me you hatin
I ain't commit no self harm
David im deleting roblox sound the alarms
Im jimmy mc and if you
open that front door
Interscope printed out right by the entrance, door closes
Not a metaphor, then I start towards
That front, that's right, where
coming home, but until then
Wish you were here
Wish you were here
Wish you were here
Words and music by jimmy webb
lucky, my God! Flight of Icarus in those grubby dirty by now horribly sticky little fingers and
hands and grubby palms, and oh what else is grubby, I don't
we hit the mattress
Tell me what you do
Oh she do gymnastics
Well that's fine by me
Only time I'm high is when I'm off the trees
Or I'm off the cliffs
Choice is yours :
Come hard and fall off cliffs, Harder, this jimmy's shit.
My word is gospel
I'm in touch with the all author
While ya Arthur between
about somethin' I said in 2012
Took you six years and a surprise album just to come with a diss
Homie we get it, we know that you're the greatest rapper
Yeah
My mind state feel like the crime in the summertime
Higher than average
Lot of cabbage
Thank God I never abide by the established
Covers, videos and all that shit
Fuck you post-Drake-ass cliche-jerking, LA-Slauson rapping
Fuck-nigga-ass Hypebeast niggas, now back to the album
Still with the hopeless, it can be gone by the morning
Working like I ain't got it
And she ain't coming withdraws when you making deposits
I think reality
with Quaalude on a pillowcase left on an ultimately cordial gesture
By the staff it's a bathhouse for brave soldiers
Where they coordinate
Tree by Fall Out Boy
Jimmy Eats World Bleed American
Red Hot Chili Peppers Californication By The Way
Gimme Some Peter Bjorn and John
The Avett Brothers
the right filter for taking that selfie
My Ireland is rich land dressed by Penneys
My Ireland is The Quiet Man
And Waterford Whispers shouting for us all
My
broken by the politics including mine
We need to fix this
I don't give opinions because
They are commonly
Agreed upon i say what I feel
I feel
get out of it
Any and all should fall, many are small should call
Naughty By Nature the creator of all y'all
Show hope, show no hope and can't cope,
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