Lyrics:
and junkies nails on terror
Like clowns in Derry, I'm down for whatever
So are 10 guys stare into my eyes
Stare into my deadlights and be
Swarmed by dead flies
Jimmy Morrison overdosed in the bath
I know, I'll hang myself with my scarf
Tied to the stairs, dangling by my neck
The cord length I forgot to check
and your style's profound by far
And like a good dentist, she give me the best feeling
Leave them other lames, baby, I can be they fill in
Sitting here
Now I can't let u get the best of me
I catch u staring, what is u doing
R u undressing me
Some good weed and u
Some dancehall and u
Is all I need
Now
We are transformed[00:20.38]From where we sat on ashes and dust to sitting in Heavenly places yeah[00:27.30]So far above the forces tryna pull us
a team Over here 50/50 , will be by your side, down to slide, let me know when you outside
James Wade and Singer Chorus:
Yeah, you a vibe and girl you
EXSPENSIVE -SONG NAME
BY ARTIST: MICKY MANN
YEAH YEAH EVERYTHING FILTHY
YES SIR WE TAKEN SH** TO THE NEXT LEVEL BLESS UP
UGH I SAID WELCOME
friend
So just get your boys and bring the noise and just swing it
And party people in the house, sing it
Treat me right
I'll treat you good
Party people
one million years from today
I'm gonna step on up to the waterfront
Get in, get out of the rain
Come in, come out of the rain
So far, so good, so
And if I was James Dean, you could be my Audrey
Breakfast at Tiffany's for two
So throw me away
'Cause if I were a boomerang
I'd turn around and come
the buzz
That my tank was on "E", and that means empty
That Twinkie looks good, so mister don't tempt me
Everybody thought I was trippin'
I rode
where I'm living
I feel I should try something different
Crime to be black
Proud like James brown
Big payback and I'm coming for my round
So much
Beer and a buddy. Hot peppers in his bloody
James took his medicine at the bar
His favorite hair of the dog
Was good old holiday eggnog
cnd day
up blood?
"Whattup blood? What's poppin' my nigga?
Look, I know this the last one after this it's straight Cash Money, my nigga
So, it's YMCMB, wild
up blood?
"Whattup blood? What's poppin' my nigga?
Look, I know this the last one after this it's straight Cash Money, my nigga
So, it's YMCMB, wild
we're far from being free
We're far from free
And last but definitely not least
I wanna send a special shout out, to my nigga James Harden
Another Los
night, bugged and burgled by Presidents
We slept beneath the Star Wars
Dreaming of our Nazi past
To wake up one day beside James Dean
Were with him still
all the rest
He'll never forget Rosa Lee
Or sleepless nights he fought upon the sea
He'll only have the memories
Or great books by James Jones
'Cause
And as for Lady Bevan (14)
We were both in labor, that's true
But anyone can see my new celebrity is you
I played the uke with Vernon Duke
So well in Dubuque
So I stopped and I listened to what they had to say
On that average six, seven, eight hour day
I’d be outside strummin’ away on Morrison Avenue
See,
friend
So just get your boys and bring the noise and just swing it
And party people in the house, sing it
Treat me right
I'll treat you good
Party people
to those days
I barely remember but I pray that they stay
Dad, I miss you so much and I promise it's true
There's not a day that goes by I don't think about
worried that I'm stuck in my haram ways
I told her that my shoulder got more chips than LeBron James I got
So many people to prove wrong with a new song
camille Paglia
The famous feminist writer, said
That I set women back by
Objectifying myself sexually "Oh", i
Thought, "so if you're a feminist
You don't
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