Lyrics:
made by me
Star comin' star runnin'
On into the night
The movie I was filming
Gotta film it just right
On the cover see my face
Movie poster is me
Cause
Two lanes and wind vanes but the arrows don't point where to go
She packed her bags, for California. She dreams she's gonna be a big star under that
and sisters fightin everyday,
over the World Trade Centers fallin down that September
day, but who's to blame for that catastrophe?
If his name is Bin Laden why
understand, someone who feels the same.
When you live in a cookie cutter world being different is a sin.
So you don't stand out. And you don't fit in. Weird.
In France a skinny man
Died of a big disease with a little name
By chance his girlfriend came across a needle
And soon she did the same
At home there
Hands together it's prayer
I see nobody
But i know somebody there
Yeah the boy
Don't hang with clowns at the fair
In the party yeah
We live with no care
sayin to all em stitches
Let em all know its just big business
State you business, and hold you business
Gurl what's your sign
Bitch mind your business
Rest in beats from Heavy D to Eazy E
The Notorious BIG, we have lost so many
Still wonder in my Adidas why
Jam Master Jay had to die and Lisa Left
"Strong man strangle universe
He drown the stars
Blinded by the mission of a thousand wars
He fit and dominant
Not wonder why
He heed
And I got shooters that'll shoot
When you live by the gun, you live by them rules (this how I'm feelin', man)
If you ever did me wrong, no sympathy
Episode one
Meet my friends
By Kerri Renton
Illustrated by Jason Howe
In the great Australian outback
Where the cowboys and cowgirls live
The night
Let's make this a summer to remember
Live like there's no September
Your touch so evil, but tender
Come on, show what you can do
With your body
With
It's like 1:10 in the morning and I'm like waiting on this gurl to FaceTime me she said she was though
Floating above water like a mfing surfboard
You on yo Tropicana shxt gurl you got the juice
Wanna be tied down & girl you got the noose
Say you wanna see different dammit I’m the proof
Make
Make the money talk, big timer shit
Cause when you live like this
There's so much money involved
So many motherfucking bitches I can call
Yeah, Uh,
It's Dj Terry Moyaz
Oh woooah oh yeeah
Boomslang inna di place
I live by the motto
Remember the 1st of September
And I’ve got a feeling
This will be
confident and not boring Boring
Sexiness em-pa-ress
Babe yuh kno yuh got my in-te-rest
From yuh step inah di room yah
I mi wah fi get yuh by di pool yah
Di
shit
You caught me on a good day
Wrote this verse on the highway
Eat my girl like a rice cake
Spread her out like a fried egg
Big head gurl with
was originally
Scheduled to be released last
Year, but it was pushed back
By Meek's label, Atlantic
After he was sentenced to
Six months in prison
(He
Hello, wherever you are
Are you dancing on the dance floor or drinking by the bar?
Tonight we do it big, and shine like stars
We don't give a fuck
demma camera me
When I step on the stage gurls demma holla me
Fine boy looking so fresh and clean but they jealous me
Never judge a content by the case
at me baby)
I'm a pimp, I'll show her how I live
Take her back then I put it in her ribs
(Holla at me baby)
I'm a monster, I do it real big
You ain't
ones by Jay Z and Rick Ross she
Did that song because she was asked and
Because "Kanye's a genius" She
Did "Bang Bang"
Because she "knew it would be big
never seen
15 bad bitches, send a UberX
15 bitches mad I get uber checks
15 hunned Bhabies by the mosh pit
Rap star, living life on my rock shit
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