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At least he loves his city Holding court on Taylor Square proper was the man he could become Lear's Fool is a bum now With seven holy parcels by his
for this fate's in The element of fine print I've read it and overseen By judgmental pompous ass phonetics, the critic I'm still the rapper for
screwing up Torment me with lies in front of my friends Call me a fucking bum like I'm a con man Call me a fucking jerk like I'm a rapist Call me
It's lonesome away, from your kindred and all By the campfire at night, where the wild dingoes call But there's nothing so lonesome, so morbid
anymore just wait until your dad gets home and sees what You have done kicked out of school you've got no job you're a useless Delinquent bum oh my god
a bum searching for eternal slack Pride, intelligence, motivation: there was nothing that I did not lack But then I went to see a doctor and he showed
ain't never had a fifty, you ain't had a hun' You ain't never had a quarter ticket, lil' dirty bum I bet I'll have ten M's when I'm thirty-somethin'
a song with And I got to say I don't see that happening Rap at the king, come for the crown Fuck you pay me, I puff puff pound Grab at the bling, bum
with the weatherby re-runs Rent-a-ski beach bum with the broken Oakleys When he Hang Ten men for the locals only Rowboat slowly to the Roanoke docks
the bum is bound by al When the charts are fouled When the crowds go wild (Wiki) How did I land? Right in this land Man-hat-tan Right were you stand
liquor on your breath If it don't break you It might just make you rich You might not get there And on the way it's a bitch Gettin by, gettin
It's so nice to be rich, rich, rich, rich... You are viewing lyrics of It's So Nice To Be Rich by AGNETHA FALTSKOG from the album UNKNOWN
From the pocket of an honest preacher To the empty hand of a homeless bum To the cash drawer at the liquor store Where he bought a pint of rum
hell if it doesn't work out Well, that's just the way it goes Got a job making Margaritas In a little bar by the pier Till he finally made some
and even sodomized She didn't know - all of this was a surprise So now she's scarred for life, nothin can change that Being treated like some dog by some
on And they keep callin' me a bum And everybody knows but me You should be gone And the cards and the stars all say You should be gone And by the time I
Hollywood Sometimes I get so God Damned sick of these charades This town is so opaque, I swear the bums are wearing shades But I know that I?d be
been closed by an auditor And Mrs. Claus ran off with her chiropractor. Santa's coming and he's gonna kick your ass He's gonna kick your ass
"Out on the road, it's dark and it's cold," Said my mother as she passed by. "You'll never stick it long enough. You're a fool to even try. You've
delectable The unreliable style's undetectable Like I might rap like an English chap Take you by the knickers and I'll bum your slap You didn't think we
from the spirit cloud All the songbirds in the tree Chant a tune to let the spirits free Then we see them in the night Spirits jumpin' by the fire
people as they pass on by Some of them want to come inside Man oh man one on one I wonder which one will she trust 'Cause some men only lust And she
watch it in my boxers Wash myself when my mom yells dress, and just breakfast Guess it's time to bum with the triumvirate Love that shit, crushin'
women down there too But that's for rope soap romeo That bum ain't got a clue Just for viewin' pleasure Head down by the pier Think of all
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