Lyrics:
take it personal?
Unu talk bout don, you think me come fi don.
All me have fi do is send for the new gun.
Anything test dead!
Limb by Limb we are
take it personal?
Unu talk bout don, you think me come fi don.
All me have fi do is send for the new gun.
Anything test dead!
Limb by Limb we are
huh, you know my style
I drop lyrics wham bam by the gram on a jam
And gooooooood DAMN!
It's like a disaster that nobody goes after
can be
That's how I will love you, oh darling, endlessly
Darling, endlessly
Darling, endlessly
FADE
Transcribed by Robin Hood
These
in circles
Did I do that or was it Mystikal and Urkel?
On to 7 AK 47, so what?
I got seven hoes stoppin' by at seven to fuck
Then put seven in
cent your boy be hated by many men
Swinging for the fence you disrespect I'm swinging for the chin
Hold up do you see him wait I think Lyric coming
to all of the lyrics
I feel like I'm seeing a vision
Chasing my dreams with the greatest precision
My doubters are in my peripheral vision
I'm Ethan Hunt
[ lyrics taken from CD booklet ]
Heeeeey
What's happenin, y'all?
This is Tyrone Chillinfoot down with the funky Tung Twista, baby
[number] inches
My Lyric I Never Knew Lyrics
(written by Nauzanin A Knight)
Verse 1
Keep on wonderin’ ‘bout
who you’d be
came into this world
like a breath from me
The hooks they all by myself
The lyrics all by myself
The money all by myself
The beats they all by myself
Your bitch she all by herself I came in and offered
you're offended by the lyrics you're a bit of a bitch
I hate Christmas
Bitter and a bit of a Grinch
I hate Christmas
Slap at Santa see if he flinch
I hate
As you will ever get
Your heart is just as loud as silence
Your lyrics written by your brain
Kill me with the absence
Of warm blood in your veins
Your
thought you knew the lyrics by now
Motherfucker so high in the clouds
Coming down right before the angel's sound
Is a little to loud for me now
Cuz I ain't
vysmievalo
pri tom o hudbe, ani holý ko*** nevedelo
stále sa len chlastalo, všetko by len ničilo
bralo všetko zo srandy, aj, keby neviem, čo by bolo
ale, čo
It's middle of the night I'm looking for a purse to snatch
A pitiful thoughts that i have looking for a beat to snap
The lyrics that i be spitting
friends?
So how are we supposed to stand up to them?
By the time you hear this
I'll be on my next album writing timeless lyrics
cnd some rhymes you cherish
Artist: Men Without Hats
Song: Freeways, this is a be-Side on several singles.
German lyrics transcribed and commented by:
Barnard@forge.franken.de
is gripped my lyrics do split up like
Bombs from Vietnam
Cause I'm sweet, neat, I don't romp or skinteet
Lyrics I lick with my tongue
And rhymes I
from experience that they won't roll by,
With a scowl and a frown
We'll keep our peckers down
And prepare for depression and doom and dread,
We're
Bloodsuckers with they hands reachin'
Cause my preachin' got 'em
Thinkin' I'm really eatin' so to speakin'
My lyrics got my breath reekin'
Yes, I your rap sire
been given, wassup?
Walk on by
Walk on by
Walk, oh, walk on
Uh, yeah
They call me Logic, yeah that's L-O-G-I-C
I ain't wrapped up in them
I've been wearing my crown
You weren't born no ruler, just a jester, a clown
They be liking my lyrics but always telling me to dumb it down
I'll dumb you
remember being broke but now I'm moving south huh
People told me I was stupid cause I didn't have no clout huh
Rappin lyrics bout my life I'm on anotha route
can caress it
They can be everywhere I cannot be
My lyrics are surely
My lyrics are surely happier than me
I'm a lonely mad man in my den
Morpheus,
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