Lyrics:
a year to two years actually. By the
time you lot are listening to this, which is February, I mean as we know Can I Play With Madness was
released the 2nd
Running from people that pull up in vans
Stranger danger I'm sorry my man
Bet I'm twenty years old and I'm driving a Benz
Doing a show and get ten out
apparently was a sin to the original man, Africans
So the mutants traveled North of the equator
Called Europeans later, the first race haters
So here's
the chin
Rhino done got cheffed by chin
And he got cheffed by Denz
Man must look ugly when he grins
Big, fat skeng in my palm, if I slap this wap, watch
Geto boys
Geto boys
Geto boys
Geto boys
(don't fuck with me) --> tony montana
[ verse 1: johny see ]
As I walked through 5th ward, I saw this man
my friend
Called you my bro
Thought you was my twin
But nah no
You switched on me all just for a ho
Then you tried to come back
Man nah no
Damn I
I'm saying?
Don't let the ladies fool y'all now, fellas
They be doin' the same thing y'all be doin'
Turn up my symphony, man.
Turn up my symphony!
is going
Down by 20 per cent every year i just
Talked to the superintendent, met
With Michael Sacks, that’s Ron's
Right hand man so
I think it's
Nevertheless! Powerslave tour! Hmmmm. By the way,
Running Free... the photograph on the front of this single was by a man none other than Ross Halfing. He
gonna be so cut and dry
And the man who called this easy told a lie
I'm confused by everything, but the world outside has gracefully adapted
And I don't
Faith
Faith
Faith
Faith
Faith
Faith
Gotta have faith
In twenty thirteen
Ten people formed a team
Flying overseas
Tryna transform communities
RIP
hey Caillou, hey Hitman.
After 1 week he got frustrated and he hit man
This is a story bout a guy called mason
Beefing other endz and asking them
Twenty-three a gram nigga, let's do the deal
Representin the Stock Family
I don't really care how big you get pussy, you can't handle me
Won't say I'm
I'ma trip to Japan and buy some brand new shit
Nine hundred to a grand, get you twenty eight grams
If you talking 'bout bricks, I'm the interstate man
risk
My niggas been saying I'm toxic so toxic
But fam it is what it is
She won play 20 questions I need one
You gon take this dick
If your man won't
up and comes to a stop
Like man what a funny thought the both of them 10 feet apart
It made me think back to a song by Kendrick Lamar
Called how much
a book out called The Emperor Wears No Clothes. The author's name is Jack Herer. It's published by Queen of Clubs, and I think there's ads for it in High
the story of this man
Never was a plan
Incompatible worlds we can't control
But that's the way it's always been
Circumstantial human beings
By the way
Don't make me have to rise my rifle
Man try send some young boys for me
Don't make me have to ride by high school
Shit you man been dropping lately
Don't
They trapped for Italian trends, man did the trap to pay sis rent
I didn't care if I looked all bummy, the leccy was paid by the notes in my bed
No
3/28/21
That's the day I realized you weren't the one
And man it really hurt me feeling done
(3/28/21)
3/20
(3/28/21)
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3/28/21
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3/28/21
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Red Chip Funk
Performed by Twenty-something DJ Franklin
Lyrics and arrangement by Raymond Francisco Quinton
Produced by Rabid City Records
(C)
one, and one invented not by our venerable ancestors, but by a devilishly clever marketing firm, not to symbolize your everlasting love, but to make
fuckin' mouth (he won't)
Live at the Oscars, you can't make up this story
Her boo August Alsina got beat up by Tory
Jada probably called him to see if he
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