Lyrics:
know I'll always be by your side
(I'm never leavin' you)
And when the chips are down, we'll survive
(We're gonna make it through)
Looks like the Reapers
fiddle-lee-dee fiddle-lee-dum
Look out baby 'cause here I come
And I'm bringing you a love that's true so get ready
So get ready
I'm gonna try to make love
direction and William's sound is
A complete departure after making so
Many records it's what I need
To get my blood boiling
I hope you will not be insulted
if it takes all night
(Yeah, you can betcha)
You can betcha by the time I say "go," you'll never say "no"
(I'm gonna getcha)
I'm gonna getcha; it's
What matters is the means, not the ends
I'm not surprised
That is the state of the art, my dear
That is the state of the art
It's not enough
gon make it happen while you look to the sky
It's the N-E-smoke to-L's don't ask me-why
4-42 on the lyin don't pass me by
Paint like onions make
not even have a single bit of wit
She gets hit by a critical hit
In Super Smash Brothers Ultimate
I'm a fan of a dog named Gromit
I'm right before it
make it blast
Stone for cast, whiplash like car crash, black flag
For emcees that multiply, act bad, make you thinkin your rhyme bad
Got all the skills
to Uncle Sam and his goofy boy crew
And if the dogs ???? I got a job for him too
Cause I'm about tired of the dopeman's brew
Makin crack babies, make my
fiddle-lee-dee fiddle-lee-dum
Look out baby 'cause here I come
And I'm bringing you a love that's true so get ready
So get ready
I'm gonna try to make love
always gonna be running all these things, you know I'm up to my brain
And it's a beautiful day, I always tell them, you know we always gotta go ahead
Customized drip, sauce by kee
Here go my jeans, put a cross on my knee
New bitch we take her out, we kicking shit Bruce Lee
My bitch Lebanese
I gave her
rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause its gone be naughty, by nature
Fuck a playa hater
Ima come through
And ya know I'm down to spray ya
Let them
Baby we could do it again, in the backseat
I feel like I'm off of the bean
How I do it? Do it so clean
Ain't nobody in my city who could spit it like me
a mortal way?
I'm a lost cause, really hate
Never gonna wanna belong
Pardon while I burn sage
Everything I read lead me to
Believe maybe one day
I'ma be
if it takes all night
(Yeah, you can betcha)
You can betcha by the time I say "go," you'll never say "no"
(I'm gonna getcha)
I'm gonna getcha, it's
info
Now I'm a horrible gardener like Uncle Fiifi andTony
I'm always spilling my seed
Won't catch me Onan up to it
That's son of Judah
I am the Creme de
lauren
Bling like david yermont
Sing like hank william
Yeah, you got it going on
Know you've already won
Social media makes the best?
Hell yes I'm
I'm gon' work harder (what?)
I'm a survivor (what?)
I'm gonna make it (what?)
I will survive (what?)
Keep on survivin' (what?)
Thought I couldn't
just right
Alright
Okay
Keep living life gonna do it my way
Coming in hot and we changing the game
If it's not there then I'm making a lane
I live this
When you're face to face with your adversity
I really know how it feels to be, stressed out, stressed out
We're gonna make this thing work out
When you're face to face with your adversity
I really know how it feels to be, stressed out, stressed out
We're gonna make this thing work out
the switch, punk blew it, and bang the music
[Hook: P. Dot (The Reverend William Black)]
I don't care what it takes, we gon' make it
They say the chains too
it gon be today? (Let's see)
The yellow Benz or the red Navi'
Iny, miny, ony, mo
That's the way I pick when I'm ready to roll
Murph Dert got
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