Lyrics:
secrets
Yeah, tell me all the shit you regret
Let's all sing a blasphemous hymn
For our sins and hype it up
Like sick, sick, sick hypocrites
Mirror, mirror
your spitting black
Guide the path of split toe track of cattle
They always seem to know the way
cnd it was cowboy killers every single one
The broncs
out
Until I make am
For this industry
I don dey wait too long
Igba wo l'oma da fun mi
That's why I sing this song
I don dey wait too long
I don
high
So daddy come on by make me feel alright
Long hair, yeah he's my type
And sings good, and he sounds nice
I've been waiting for a long time
And if he
song, and i'll sing you, a lullaby
and it won't be long until you see me coming
to be with you, and by your side
here comes the love girl, you've been
I mean through everything I just learned patience
Turn it up
D boy D boy yes sir I'm a d boy
D boy D boy yes sir I'm a d boy
It's been a long time
Mike Tyson doin' endos on a Haro
Queens Center mall by the Sbarro
I guess I got it sellin' nickel bags
I got it sellin' nickel bags
Real killer, drug
killer)
This is how your heart was broken
Bulletproof but not from love
Never mind running,
It's far too long to go
Never mind running too far
of mine
Sing out your sisters
All the dreams of the world
Nothing can come between us
Took me by surprise
It opened up my eyes
I can't believe
And now am happy like I’ve never been before
Am a pain killer
Am a pain killer
Am a pain killer
Oh yes
I am happy
Cause am lucky in this game
My life
only the tools we use to build a song
Once you have these notes in your heads
You can sing a million different tunes by mixing them up
Like this
for your body yeah
Sing for your body yeah
Baby mad for your body yeah obidiponbidi
Craze for your body yeah eah
Anything for your body yeah
Girl I
It's funny how the time flies
Four years just flew by
Listening to my old songs
And i be like who's that guy?
It was just like yesterday
When i
Sancto
In the night came the killers with the cross
From the land of war and plague
Came the prophecies of fate
And the word of God was long
Sancto
In the night came the killers with the cross
From the land of war and plague
Came the prophecies of fate
And the word of God was long
surrounded by killers
I'm with my crew
And they all see what I do
Yeah I'm constantly known as a ripper
I'm in my bag
And I'm well known as a tipper
I'm always
a badda dem
"Swagga" extraordinary
Hard an very legendary gun dem heavy
An gyal a say she love di long jevi
High cologne bon bur burberry hennessy
Straight
only the tools we use to build a song
Once you have these notes in your heads
You can sing a million different tunes by mixing them up
Like this
to take me
out
I had a dream I think I saw a dude cause he had the looks that of a killer
And he sung to me these four tunes
He said "Life is like a game
So long I've been walking on this road
I been out here tryna get it on my own
Loved ones doubting me, I don't care to prove them wrong
I'm just doing
to manage
Look, they expect me to live like the Dalai Lama
Till they learn to know you should know me as Baba Yaga
Keep ya body armor I've been driven by
cannot go on for long"
You wanna burn this muthafucker but you realize that
Loving him was no crime
People spitting bars cause of love line by line
Now
on her best
She's faking her smile, how long will it last?
Your eyes A pair of killers
They drop me into a shiver
Don't cry, they flowing like a river
They
my people, long live Palestine
We will never let you go sing it with me now
Free free Palestine, free free Palestine
Free free Palestine, free free
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