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believe that)
So I copped a couple weed sacks (That kush)
I miss being a bad kid (Sure do)
I might need a relapse
Came to far to turn back now
Smoke too
imagination
Can't get by with lyrical constipation
I really want to evolve and grow
But I'm like a flower with nowhere to go
And I'm trying to stay unique
paying my rent every day
Oh in the Tower of Song
I said to Hank Williams: how lonely does it get?
Hank Williams hasn't answered yet
But I hear him
my rent every day in the Tower of Song
I said to Hank Williams, how lonely does it get?
Hank Williams hasn't answered yet
But I hear him coughing all
Ryan!
I am not trying to be in the store all day
Y'all can play the game one time
Let me go get change for a dollar real quick
Hey my man,
Who was ate by a lion it's told
So I left little William by the tigers' pavilion
And round to the monkeys I strolled
There was one great big monkey who
the Will.I.Am of rap
But I don't have to get punched in the eye
For you to know that this ain't wack
Cause you're wack, now that's a fact
If Mythbusters wasn't
'Cause them boys keep challenging me
So I'm gon' make sure I can drop em (drop em)
Load em up and cock em (cock em)
Arms out the window and aim!
paying my rent every day in the tower of song
I said to Hank Williams, "How lonely does it get?"
Hank Williams hasn't answered yet
But I hear him
tucked in my sock
Hoodie low. Brass knuckles in My pocket
Music high
Xanax with my liquor to get by
What I got in my school bag
Pills and a book of rhymes
Williams
And I know my chances are still one in a million
But it’s my life
It’s what I love
It showed me who I am
And what I’m made of
See its more than just
To another time and place
And I'd be right there with him
With a big smile on my face
He never had a band
Or tried to be a star
But he was sure my hero
When he
beginning
But know for sure there's
Something fundamentally flawed
With the life that you've been living
I wasn't there for the crucifixion
We tight rope walk
(Y'all come through) Will.i.am
And still I stand, with still mic in hand
(So come on mama, dance to the druma)
Hey mama, this that shit that make you
(Y'all come through) Will.i.am
And still I stand, with still mic in hand
(So come on mama, dance to the druma)
Hey mama, this that shit that make you
it came from my hood the foundation of what I am
That brotha is good
And to the bond that was forged by music it is thicker than blood
I am brothers
God is a God of faithfulness
that is to say as e talk am na so e dey be
So no matter the situation
Every trial every tribulation
I don't trust my
to ya buddy. I was talking with Marty about these dolls. Turns out, the uh, turns out the actual midget trolls were made in the 1300's, by, uh, Indian
If you really saw what was going on, I wouldn't have to explain it, but it is what it is
just how it's gonna go
Feelin a late night 4PM vibe 4 AM
Incitin' Riots - I'm the pilot and my Kamikaze game
Is inspired by the violence done to others in your name
If you think that you can silence me, then I am
sure
I sold shit on eBay, I pay less for more
I pay respect to forefathers before me that craft the door
Thought about hangin' it up, I guess I'm back
[Intro: will.i.am] (Dante)
You're sumthin' special baby (you're sumthin' special)
You're my special lady (you're very special)
You're so incredible
Yeah
Once it come along a dime by the dozen
That ain't nothin' but ten cent lovin'
Hey little baby, let me light your candle'
Cause mama I'm sure
gentleman is going to be famous.
Knox: I’m sure you’re right, Mr. President.
Roosevelt: So, Attorney General, Knox, to what do I owe the honor of your
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