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through that shit but I’m like glass ain’t never folding
Ima wolf inside a hen house
GPS I’m in route
On the road to get these millions time for you
time, StateFarm's not mean
Why you playing in the park? You haven't got morals
When I pull up with StateFarm, you know you're sorry
And don't try to fire
your crown, I'm in my zone, don't fuck around
It wasn't by luck, I was found
Now I'm above the ground
I ain't dissing you, I'm lifting up your gown
the faces of the poor,
But there'll come a time when such overt displays of wealth
Will not be tolerated by the people in the street.
In a sane society
Once upon a time there was a vulture and a hog
Living in a house upon a hill
Had this little boy who lived with them
They worked him like a dog
With
to teach your sons
To take no 1st time
If you do want to, fix your sons up
Tell them don't be Gumps
I'm a good one, mind you, you know you were too once
wondered if the good lord
Jesus charged a cancellation fee
Auf wiedersehn, au revoir
He gripped his wit's right by their ends
For what? For what? For what
Last year on the Johnson farm
A fire wiped out the house and barn
The whole town showed up
To build 'em back again, all right
We come from
Back in
summer time
Get to your girl's bottom like an underline
Goodbye bitches, good night bitches
Left stroke def with a mean right, bitches
Done 'em right,
could do without
My good advice
Sir Isaac Newton came around to my house one day
His face was all sunburned and red
He said he didn't want to sleep
Some days
Some days
Some days
I feel...
Good
Really good (Really good)
Ay
Yuh
Some days
Some days
Ay some days
I feel good (Really good)
But not
A 40 HP Johnson
On a flat bottom metal boat
Coke cans and BB guns
Barbed wire and old fence posts
8-point bucks in autumn
And freshly cut corn
to me in my dreams
Is she taken? (Is she taken?) Is she mine? (Is she mine?)
Don't got time don't care, don't have two shits to give
Let me take you by
sells the NHS
Britain in my opinion is like the titanic last time I checked the titanic sunk NHS struggling both financially and personnel jobs are going
was a fallacy/up your mighty race/ build a new reality/
Dollars that we spend stay here a short time/spent out the hood by the end of the rhyme/
So
idris, brosnan
new beemer im feeling like alan johnson
big suu im jumping
back of the net its tumped in
cristin ronaldo on his jawbone wid a shelltoe
cant
Spiritual Soldiers in the front, click clack
Gotta make it now, it's no time to backtrack
Gotta get the bread, Dawg, word to JayMac, Let's go
Lost
automatically foes
Paralyzed hear hate but it's all in my head
I try but cant take naps... like Caucasian dreads
No good side or a bad side only homicide
Ignore
and vaudefillian famous
For singing "Swannee"
Written with words by Irving Ceasar
And music by Ira
Gershwin in 1919 became a big hit for
Jolson in 1920 and was
arbors troubled souls found peaceful harbors
Brush arbors by the side of the road
Many times I have departed from the way of life I started
In an arbor by
Time fly by, got my head stuck out the window
I’m cruising, polluting a little, but still though
I’m good, I’m opposite Michael, I’m Magic
Johnson in
thru the dogma
Find corrections in history
Like Ivan Van Sertima
I balance time I build the mind
Like Phil valentine
Or Khalid Muhammad
Shining in
destined for greatness
Never could erase it
The writings on the wall
Dwayne Johnson walking tall
While the world’s in a panic, feasting or famine
Corona
got a man
But when that's over, then I'm first in line
And the other day in her Maybach
I thought, "Goddamn, this is the perfect time"
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