Lyrics:
and aim
Sick of you niggas talkin' like you won't get wet in the rain
Now I'm singin' Frank Ocean, and you get hit with this Novacane
Sick and tired
Bloods thicker than water
What a price we had to pay
Dear Mr. President
You and your friends you all are crooks
Sellin out the poor man
The soldiers
chicken on rye?
So tell Mr. Billy Bob I'm a cut his neck up
Slice, poke, chop chop, stab, cut
What can you do with the drunken hillbilly
Cut his fucking
the young man's name.Some folk call him Billy Taylor, William Taylor is his name.
CHORUS:
VERSE 4: Well, if Billy Taylor's your dear lover, then he has
I've been all in my bag
You've been all in my business
You'd be all in your feelings
I've been all in them trenches
I've been all in my bag
You'd be
the man dem weh dey hate o
I see the blessing coming overload o
Dey girl dem a go call me Mr. Oreo
Before you a go realize me dey a tokyo
Five star
you squeeze, the slugs'll stay straight
Can I get a witness, Swizz Beatz the monster
Jadakiss, Mr. Biggs, its big business
Nigga this is our show
been slapped by a bear and bit by an eel
I chew up railroad iron, and shit out steel!
I jumped in the ocean and swallowed a whale
Handcuff lightning
dimension
I’m a bad bad man
Got a red right hand
With a gat and some shells for the pump
For some punk by the bed night stand
Come on
I’m a bad bad man
Got
the meanest nastiest rootenest-tootenest blobfish to ever fly the Seven
But before that all happened there was a man by the name of Jo Jinnan Jr
That was
barber shop
Or you can read it all on the restroom wall
At the bus depot, yeah
Why do they fight all the
Time at the Streamline Club, uh
Mr wells puttin'
(you're on the line girl)
Hey DJ (on the request line girl)
Play a record by my favorite band
This is a request Mr. Radio Man
Just one desire from
stepped into the street
He had a meeting to kill the next man he would meet
The wind kicked up some red dust that bothered him none
To his hand nothing
we can situate
Let the jury be excused so they can go deliberate...
Yo man, Mr. Haley what kind of defense is this man!
What you doin' man?! She
Bought by a town
Bought by a country
It's time my man Jamal to come
Meet Mr. Malkski
They set em up the riddim
Sit down, me Billy boy
A-B-C-D-E-F-G,
ähm, wie sagt man?
Ich wollt ihn nicht, äh, bloßstellen, demütigen oder unterdrücken, so, das sind nicht meine Filme
Er hat auch recht, ich hab' den
no grudge against you"
and my dick felt long and hard
"I am the man for which no God waits
but for which the whole world yearns
I'm marked by darkness
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo i see past everyone else
My name is Billy Idol and
My influence is heavily felt
Do it myself, my DNA inflict your slaughter
Like
Alright Mr. Thanksgiving
It's for the money this time (Drama)
Howdy do motherfuckers, it's Weezy Baby
Niggas bitchin' and I gotta tote
to a butcher there by the name of Billy Brown.
And I wore the bloody apron for three long years or more,
Until I shipped on board the Ocean Queen, belonging
there and wait for his head to explode
Play, "Mystery Train" for Mr. Mystery
The man who fell down dead like a rootless tree
Play it for the Reverend,
motherfuckin' block
Try to catch me if you can, now that I'm a grown man
The mail I got stashed away, people will never know
Mr. Flamboyant
I came in here
sides
And now I'll fall down
Into the ocean
Pollute the water where I chose to die
(They say)
"Please come down
Mr. Balloon man!"
"Please come down
Mr
[Crooked Eye]
Chorus
Niggas like me make the world go â??round
Beats by the pound is them niggas droppin' platnum sounds
Niggas like me roll
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