Lyrics:
Another week gone by
How's that studying going, Slim?
Oh all my life I've always worked all day long (Day)
While Fat Pork has always had it made (Fat
Whoa!
A get your hands in the air, and get to clappin 'em
And like, back and forth because ah
This is, what you thought it wasn't
It beez,
Whoa!
A get your hands in the air, and get to clappin 'em
And like, back and forth because ah
This is, what you thought it wasn't
It beez,
Whoa!
A get your hands in the air, and get to clappin 'em
And like, back and forth because ah
This is, what you thought it wasn't
It beez,
I've got my homies asking me for when the album drops
I'm sick of this environment i need a cough drop (pop pop)
Idk, but if you're hearing this then
They judge you by your past and try to predict your future
But I got kings in my bloodline, I'm Mensa Musa
My dad came from Africa, he was the first
and listening how they are ready to die
Tomorrow and meet y'all at the pearly gate
I've been in the position of wanting to end it all and that was a stupid
always hate me can't join my clique
Got a goal in mind on my way to the top
I guarantee that when all my shit drops
All gravity and all time will stop
I
be safe with me
I've got my guitar in hand
I'll play you a song by your favorite band and
Just you and me
The party's just begun
A special concert for
by what I'm 'bout go through
Pray
Delivery me in thy righteousness
And cause me to escape
And climb thine air unto me
Save me Lord (pray for
temper, and my hook
I've always yearned to be a concert pianist
Can't ya see me on the stage performin' Mozart
Ticklin' the ivories 'til they gleam?
Texas
Hah-hah-hah, where your western boots at?
I've got 'em on
Them ain't no boots you got on, they're broke in
Hey, looky here
What's that?
I've
I'm strong enough
I might hurt your feelings
My feelings are already hurt by being here with you
Well, I was walking down the street with your
Texas
Hah-hah-hah, where your western boots at?
I've got 'em on
Them ain't no boots you got on, they're broke in
Hey, looky here
What's that?
I've
Sinner man looking for a place to run
Tell the truth in tongues’
Enemy reduced by one's
Thousands 2 can put 10, 000 in flight
Speak truth to power every 24
wanted to be. I need to
lift weights, that would make me
more sexual, and that would be
good for me.
In America it's wonderful, all
you have
product
More fucked up than that wiz chronic
Iom chente be lit
Me & him
Be like logic and six
Album made in my Everybody merch shirt
We
I can’t blame a whole nation
So I’ve made my mind up with a liberal education
But I still hate America
I still hate America
I don’t hate your people,
Bongo Boy Recordsu0027 harmonious songwriting team began their careers in the historical city of Elmira,
New York, where they were vocalists in
that's divided, is always bound to fall
Then at last I found her; shot down by the NRA
It's too late to find America, in the USA
Maybe it was just
and Peter, Peggy, Roger
Everyone is a problem solver
Good men? Bad men? You decide
We're lost in America trying to get by
Mad Men, are we really bad men?
I
and lay down
Slamming hard passing by the schools and the playgrounds
Everybody knows when Short's in town
Cause i keep the beats thumping hella-hard
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
voice heard
Stands by her word
Miss dreams do come true
Let me introduce to you
Your new Miss America
Miss America
Mmm everyone's watching, waiting for
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