Lyrics:
never sold no crack in your city
That's retarded as hell
Ayo this kid a clown
I want y'all to hear my impersonation
Of how corny this nigga sound
birds
But they laid their eggs on top of the vet's head
From the pear-tree and his bill was 68 in cash !
My mother is munching 60 grains of Valium
dirty!
They were not wrong!
They were two lonely verses
In the Lord's great song!
Our boys were pansies, Bill!
Yes!
My boy's a homosexual
Well, I cut my teeth on gospel songs and good old country fair
My favorites then were Acuff and Bill Monroe
What a beautiful thought I am thinkin'
This is for my folkers who got bills overdue
This is for my folkers, um, check, one, two
This is for my folkers who never lived like a hog
Me
lover, yeah yeah
Dollar bill for my lover, eheh
Egusi for my lover
Eworkple for my lover
Agbame dadi for my lover, yeah, yeah
Plenty fish for my lover
work hard for her
And if I die up on this stage
Tell my girl I love you babe
Probably should've quit the game
Now I'm by the river banks
I'm
the rear view, see the law in your rear view (what else) pray to the lord he can hear you (why)
I'm the nigga on the corner, plus my niggas on the corner
niggas
Hellen Keller
I don't see or hear you niggas
When i pray it sound like
Oder my steps Lord
I know no weapon formed against tha boy Shall prosper
everywhere
I want to burst everywhere
one hit song wey go burst everywhere (Oh no o)
I want to burst everywhere
oh Lord do my song make e burst everywhere
a house in the hills
You're payin' everyone's bills
And they tell you that you're gonna go far
But in the back of my mind
I hear it time after time
"Is
a house in the hills
You're payin' everyone's bills
And they tell you that you're gonna go far
But in the back of my mind
I hear it time after time
"Is
night
They see a bright new shining star
They hear a choir sing a song
The music seems to come from above
And then they found a little milk
In a stable
hear of it and they'll be glad
Oh magnify the Lord with me my friend
Let us praise his name together yea
This is the song we used to sing before
We used
the Birmingham crew
North London representing right now, okay
Yes blud, this is a real clash star
Levels are way high, okay
Big up my Meridian tugs
Lord
please take your aim at me
Cherish the thought
Of always having you here by my side
Cherish the joy
You keep bringing it into my life
Cherish your
tender touches
The joyous straws I'm clutching, strands of hope there's an angel coming
So I guess this is a happy song
Lord knows, I never wrote one
generation (Oh... uh... Oh Lord)
My respect to the mother's that be holdin' it down
But it'd sure be nice to have my daddy around.(Everybody that didn't have
rules, smoke
some weed, and shared some bustdowns too.
Now what am I to do, you gon' left me so befuddled.
I pray that the lord hear my heart
hold my hand
For I need Thee every hour
Through this pilgrim land
Protect me by Thy power
Hear my feeble plea
O Lord, look down on me
When I kneel in
Think I found what I needed
I was screaming out for help
Ain't hear it like gogeta
Oh lord
Demon get to singing on the mic
Oh you a diva
Saying all
close attention
While my road dog Sho tell ya how it G-O
(Sho)
Lord have mercy, anotha day anotha dollar
So many bills and problems, it make me want
tell them all to gather round
Look at all these crowds
They know I wear the shiny crown
I can’t help but rub my ego
When I hear all of these sounds
Quiet
(One, two, three, four)
There's still a cigarette machine by the shuffleboard
A coin drop jukebox full of songs you don't hear much anymore
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