Search results for 'by re but home album foo fighters' Page #2

we're wrong?
Has our young courage faded?

Shots were fired on the street
By the church where we used to meet
Angel down, angel down
Why do people just

the all-time
Greatest masters in disguise?
Hook, line and sinker
Hollywood sure is a winner
twenty-seven years later
Now I see the system clearer
Foo Fighters

that but Schneider
Ain't talkin' bout seein' Foo Fighters
Kurt's shotty solo left his head lighter
Now rock's full of fucking vaginas

It is based

no sci-fi horror
Walk by today, drive-by tomorrow
Talk hype, get blazed, why do you bother?
You've been wally since Tim Tam Tommy
Go raves
Get paid but

I wreck it all and more

I'm afraid of everybody but I'm always reaching out, I hope that
Someone takes the album, and they play it hella loud, real

Long ago, I seen this honey walk by
I was looking at her but not in the eyes
She’s was looking at me and then by surprise
She took my hand and said

no history's no future, despair in their face/
The ones who get beat up by police and toy cops/
like my boys got victims of boycotts/
you claim they're

and go along
Defying the convention how you people write a verse
A crazy idea so we're hoping that it works
Gotta keep posting to the song is complete
But

the club
We throwed them hunnids not no ones

Throwing them hunnids we fuck them
Whole by the firm

Step in the club
Pocket full of hundred, no ones

Choppa

apparently 
But I’m mining for jewels 

(I feel this)
I feel this higher power in my head 
High high high 
I feel this is my moment I won’t let it 
Pass by by

Whatever It Takes

Joe Budden

Maybe You Been Brainwashed

2005

shit homey, it's in the back of my head
And it's some shit homey, but I just rap it instead
See I got wolverine bones in me
But the whole world is

patriots
Who would've thought those who love the country the most
Would be hated on by folks who call America home?
Both political parties are equally

AfricAryaN

Logic

Everybody

2017

home and invent
And somehow, yeah, that let me vent
I'm taking shots and drinking liquor
But that shit don't make a dent in how I'm feeling
And yes

I met you in a club in Atlanta, Georgia
Said me and my homeboy were coming out with an album
You looked at me like, "Yeah, nigga right"
But you

Meaning you're for me and I'm for you
And nothing breaks the line now that you call loyalty
Respect if you got none
Foo
You don't get none
You give some you

because we thought, you know, it wasn't the right time to do another, you
know, a second live album. But you know, it means it's well... I guess for

I burned my finger on the lighter
I'm getting older
But not much brighter
I'm in Nirvana
Like a damn Foo Fighter
But she wants me to
Pull her tighter

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

Steamboat Willie Bonnie Prince of
All this shit
You're like the king of a certain genre
But even you must want to
Quit like if you hear
A record by Bob Dylan

Radio says hark
Behold label-less, unstableness, but ableness
To show you how it's done
Shit was made in a basement hun
All by me for fun
I write poems

'Til your problem’s fixed.
They’re growing higher,
Higher,
Every time I turn around,
But I’m a fighter,
Fighter.
I’ll keep knocking 'em
To the ground.

because he's a
Devil in disguise, straight up
Yeah, speaking of rape, I was almost made victim
By a pastor whose stature was made for weight lifting
But I

happiness dun faded
And I look at life all jaded
Like a rapper that didn't make it
I strip it down till its cold and naked
Larry Coleman freedom fighter he

just her little stinker
my nut like a foo fighters song, it's very stinky
i'm balls deep but they thought it was my pinky
i like my women hollow like