Lyrics:
luck is tough with my women
They ain't giving it up
Middle fingers from us
Mary Jane in the cut
Mary Jane is my slut
Forty deep inside the club and
Spend
a fuck and plus with the history
Of muscular dystrophy, it wasn't a mystery
Why this middle finger was stuck in this upward positioning
So what in
..............: II - BANQUET IN A MIDDLE-AGE IRISH CASTLE :..............
(28:54)
radio station had this contest
To see who could correctly guess the number of molecules in Leonard Nimoy's butt
I was off by three, but I still won
somebody named Frank
Homie from the way he know how to make bank
Second chief in command
Best job there is the middle man yeah
Frank the youngest son
Play
moving little by little
Whatcha know bout being stuck in the middle
My mind plays games, my life is a riddle
Yes I’m being real now would I kid you
I did
can throw on ice
Find us somewhere that we can drink it while the moon's up high
With your girl and your boys by a fire making noise
In a field
world?
I know i'm not the hero
I bet You're not one either
I guess we're both somewhere in the middle
Your bright white wide brim's glowing like a halo
a phase to out grow?
Are you local or somewhere else in the world? Walk, fly, or in the whip, we on our wanderlust shit
Don't follow templates of tourists
midnight
Keg's tapped, no fun, no fist fights
Goodnight, goodbye, sweet Bacchanal
That was somewhere in the condos
By the shopping mall
She's says I'm too
Give it a chance for opportunity
We're much more
Than meets the eyes
I realized, I know the price
In the middle of crisis
We rise, I don't care if they
she liked to play
Side by side on the bus everyday
Hop off then go and play like
Tag you it
Run don’t slip
Cuz we running somewhere
Where the sun don’t
I met him on a rooftop
In the middle of the summer
He said I'd rather be anywhere else
Yeah, couldn't you tell
This party's really bumming me out
yeah) I'm finna change my name to Arco
Cause I got gas but I aint touched a M
Fuck what he saying let it spark though
Middle of the party they don't think
changed my name to Arco
Cause I still ain't touched a M
I'm serving gas and going hard though
Fuck it let it spark though
In the middle of the club they
MY PURRFECT LOVER music & lyrics by Brian Campbell
She snuggles up beside me
Whis-purs sweet nothings in my ear
She'll even lick me and tickle me
And they wonder why we scarred
Thirteen looking hard
Sister had a baby as an adolescent
Where was God?
Somewhere in the middle of my mind
Is a nigga
gotta, I gotta thank God
For blessing us with a production by Tony Overdose
Somewhere there in the back
And the Church say
Eh yoh Plush you made this
your time is finally here
Don't let your life pass you by
Storms are always happening
Because you are in the middle of this doesn't mean a thing
The Sun
it
Stars fall while we're
falling down here
in the middle of nowhere now we're gettin somewhere
We've come a long way since we parked Learning each
Keep your bullshit from killing my vibe I'm getting by
I wanna see them middle fingers in the sky keep em high
And don't just tell a fucker to eat
blind train
Unique individual, you can go read it in my name
Lives through out the map, chew out your rap
My crew 'bout to snap
Snap, snap, snap at any
scene:
One small young man standing by the rail,
And in the lane itself, parked straight across
As if it could stop anything, a large young
Man upon
(yeah)
Where are they today? (Yeah)
Could've swore I hung them by they skeletons
Somewhere in my motherfuckin' place (yeah, yeah, 'cause)
All these
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