Lyrics:
as the truth
I’m versatile, so what you really wanna do?
Yeah, I’m really this mean in the booth
Pen strong enough to leave mics black n blue
And Don’t let me
the history repeated
Wash away my sins, I don't rock wit demons
I'm still a hard body, I'm just learning I don't need it
I really love yo mental, influential,
the reason? What's the reason?
Yo, I am son of the Chaos so my brothers call me Cosmic
the-hun-zu for tribal, Brother J when trying to rock it
Six-foot black
forget the world is sour
That's my downer, I'm like the kids in homes that
Doubt em
Pharma crowns the black sheep across the counter
Give em some pills,
dancing like no tomorrow
listen to Punk or Rock'n'Roll
I wrote the worst song ever that night
everyone's laughing at me and u too right?
A poor soul
with the rock 'n' roll queen?
Can't close your eyes and kiss the TV screen"
If you know what I mean
'Cause I've got a woman that's soft to hold
But
Hustlin' at the Stop-n-Go
Yeah they call me Rock$tar, so you know I gotta Rock n' Roll
Keep it lock and loaded, I'm like I'm back in the streets
And they
to the cross?
Well, you're the king of rock n roll I can tell
By the way you wear your jeans
All those cute rips and tears
And the logo Tshirt...
I wish I could
old smokin' squares, and by thirteen smokin' water
By fourteen I was a busy boy in somebody daughter
Rockin' them black Stacy Adams and that fresh
ringe ham midt på natten hvis jeg trengte det. Slam or bail, switch backside tail, frontside rock'n'roll, grind... on the spirit of the times. Fy faen
black and white dogs
To some country's summer rock-n-roll
They said now, boy
You're gon' have to quit your houlling soul
Stayin' up all night
country
Some rock-n-roll They said now boy your gonna
Have to quit your howling so
Staying up all night and chasing
Lassies by the moon laying up all day
history from repeating
I got this verse from the voice of the scrolls of dead Emcee's
Spread my wings 'cause time flies
May they rest in peace
When you see
streets
Stick tips holes in get left wet soaking just like a fucking freak
My shit rock n roll all my Bros moving rocks they roll
Still got that act and I
the blues for what I lose
Baby, I'm the white man
That's just a song I stole that I call rock n' roll
Baby, I'm the white man
Circling your culture like
a day, a place to stash
Pull up in the rose then hopped in the Wraith
Six hundred bands for all of my friends
I rock with my brother forever, no N's
We've
the corner of the studio to play himself into rock 'n' roll history.
body shop supplies all that I know
Aes Rock said I'm a dork, and I ain't a source of the art
I can't be cooler than the corners where I source all my
deep down in your soul
He's like a black prince of rock n roll
You'll turn on the hand that pats your back
You're from the wrong side of the tracks
He's
I was at that smart ass time of my life
Where id pick a fight just to pick a fight
If he said black, I said white
If he took one side I took
need to get high
How do I spell relief? F-U-N-K-Y
Yes, yes y'all, on and on, ain't no stopping
Dr rock upon the wheels will keep rocking
Me, I won't give
the glitter on
We're the drag demons of the Rock 'n Roll
Our finger nails are black, like the rolling stones
We scream: Hail to the King of the Underworld
From
good, you can't read or write
A bittin' kid that'll get twist if he front, no publicity stunt
His life flashes by his eyes quicker than Black History
[Intro] Def Squad
Hah! Yo, this ain't nuthin' but rock shit
I don't think ya'll niggaz can't keep up with this!
FUCK ALL YOU MUTHAFUCKAZ!
FUCK YOU!
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