Lyrics:
about it
If you live by it, your going to die by it
Watch your words, you can lie about it
Capping rap niggas you all be quiet
A gun is useless
If you are
remix I ever did in my life
So So Def
These are my confessions
Just when I thought I said all I can say
My chick on the side said she got one
There are strange things done in the midnight sun
By the men who mohel for gold;
The Arctic trails have their secret tales
That would make your
difference between us now
But wait
There's a rainbow over the freeway
And I think I feel the morning sun
Another song is number one
Golden days have just
The Cremation of Sam McGee
The Cremation of Sam McGee
(Robert W. Service)
There are strange things done 'neath the midnight sun
by the men who moil
marks in our lessons..
So, just shut up and come ..
I'm kind of scared..
Feel like it's the wrong thing to do..
Hey, just for a day..
Look at that dog
true?
If we are living in damnation,
I'd live in hell to be with you, what more can I do?
I gotta violent streak caused by
We're getting uptight,
furry pants
War paint, circling a duralog
Boar face, devil by his side like a service dog
Schlock purist, watch the block burneth
One o'clock prophets
(Sku-du-du-du-du-du)
All o' my dogs are grown, none of them rep two digits
Let a man try at this show, I'll be, I'm there in two minutes
Lick a man down on my own,
with a piece of
Shit like you for another day
This battle is like the
Alpha versus the Omega
Yeah you the start of it all
But I have evolved and became
Ain't nobody as hot as us
East side, west side, north side, south side
Let's ride, uh, the GOAT is now taking over the building
It's time for some
challenging ourselves to
Better than we are white folks
Instead of driving-by using the "N" word
They will say:
(Look! Look at them! Oh! my God!
They're
putting the green over the grey
I get it rollin' by doing shit every day
I get it goin' without the stick and the fame
I put my soul in, and commit to this
of a chain I don't feel but I see
Visions from me
At twenty three, making us free in my community
One day is what I live for
Ain't thinking about no hope
Whoever we are
Wherever we're from
We shoulda noticed by now
Our behavior is dumb
And if our chances
Expect to improve
It's gonna take a lot more
Than
praise the day that porn began
Loser wins a Kewpie doll
Not-the-father Maury dance
Saddle spin apple sins kings that cry
Ousted by the clergy we're not
the day and enemies by the sunset (Enemies by the sunset)
Who's fault is it really? I think we all forgot (Think we all forgot)
And everybody put their 2
supposed to get over you?
Difficult as it sounds
Doody, I dropped a tear in a rhyme
The day you find it is the day I stop missin' DeShaun
Holton, it
chuck the deuce to it
Rather be alone and by myself
When I'm alone I am self aware
I'm starting to get cool with it
Took the kids and my dog missing
My
a different Howie Roseman, an under dog!
Doug Pederson, when Doug Pederson was hired
He was rated as the worst coaching hire
By a lot of freakin' analysts out
FINGER AND CARLY WALKS IN.
PRINCIPAL FRANKLIN: HAVE A SEAT.
CARLY WALKS OVER TO A SEAT IN FRONT OF PRINCIPAL FRANKIN'S
DESK AND SITS IN IT.
PRINCIPAL
can't look over
When a person's doing bad, these niggaz tend to turn cold shoulders
Where my dogs, when I need 'em mostly
I should of payed attention,
'Til one day I grew suspicious
When I stepped on a crack on Aunt Edna's stoop
And got pooped on by a group of stupid pigeons
Then we flew the coop
'Til one day I grew suspicious
When I stepped on a crack on Aunt Edna's stoop
And got pooped on by a group of stupid pigeons
Then we flew the coop
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