Lyrics:
drawers by hand if you have to
Praise God always all day before and after
Then take it to the tabernacle, cleanse that body
Learn the happiness and freedom
still can't be wrong
I wanna choo choo on to the break of dawn
Just picture me rollin' when you hear this song
And by then I'll already be gone
I'm gonna
I'll be the one
Buying you fish from Petco
I'll be the one
Singing you songs on the metro
We can't get away
From all this worn out s***
That people
a one-horse open sleigh.
Now the ground is white
Go it while you're young,
Take the girls tonight
And sing this sleighing song;
Just get a bob-tailed bay
saying thank you
bob your head to this realness from the realest
rhyme as I reason, Mike on a mission
taking rap back hand the keys to the kingdom
learn
Can anybody here pass me a beer
And I'ma keep playing this music that you hear
And if you know the song
Then come and sing along with me
Walking
Everybody getting high this my type of-
Everybody getting high this my type of party
Smoke so much exotic I be getting higher
Than Bob Marley
(Need you to ride)
(Feel all alone, yeah)
(Stick by my side)
(Feels like you’re gone, yeah)
(I need you to ride)
(Feel all alone, yeah)
(Feels like
that shit straight hot
Tastes a little bitter now you wish you had some big Bob
Hoping when you pass me on the interstate (aye)
You get a bitter taste
Ay yo, this that shit you bob your head to
This that brand new instrumental
I heard he put his city on
That boy Kells so influential
Success got
Won't help you get down with the kids
Back up to Luton with you, Tom
I didn't get the education to escape a proper job
When all I ever wanted was to be
goes by in the wink of an eye
time waits for no one
you know I’m gonna love you
‘til the day I die
AFRAID OF THE DARK
(Peter Sando)
Your eyes were wide
by the flock man I make em' drop
All these song hit the top man just give me props
Hit the corner see the drop yeah
Yeah f*** a opp get them bands
cold [C] dawn
Songs of [G7] Hank he would [C] sing.
Then Willie would sing your Cheatin' Heart
I'm So Lonesome I Could Cry
And when he sang You Win
even doing wrong by usin this chorus to get through this song
[Chorus: x2]
You know y'all going to mess around and complain about slavery that was
are subliminal, sometimes metaphysical
I teach, not preach, you want a challenge? I'll start dissin you
I go philosophical by topical
Hearin the call,
may give you a headache but I f*cking care
As much as you care the violence against my community originated by your f*cking disrespect
Your
Still not true still not giving a fuck
What you think
We live for b f h c!
Amends can't be made
We won't march on your parade
All we need is b f h c!
same place
as my last f***ing movie
same song that got the label to flew me
to LA for two days
jet lag finna screw me
f**k it what they say? life
Stay open like 7/11 that's 24/7, when you need some hot shit
Stop by and get you a beverage, I'm servin'
My rhymes like nickels and dimes
Plug it
lynched by Fox News hosts
Say fuck this job
We burnin' up
We gettin' out, we party
Sweat out your bob
And get your life
We ain’t worried 'bout nobody
Let’s
Yo
You see like
Life's like, like your favourite song playing in the radio station
It's like, the sooner you tune in
The longer you get to enjoy it
know, I know
I know your work so hard
I know you working hard
I know you feel the pain
I know, I know
I know you need a song
Just to get by
I know you
want the h** I don't entertain
Don't want the p***** I don't want the brain
Don't f*** with you n***** you n***** lame
Be by lonely I got my own lane
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