Lyrics:
feet
You see, I am Wonder Mike, and I'd like to say hello
To the black, to the white, the red and the brown
The purple and yellow, but first, I gotta
hit by flying lead
You've not been hit by flying lead
You'd better close your eyes
You'd better bow your head
Wait for the ricochet
Ooh, ooh,
feet
You see, I am Wonder Mike, and I'd like to say hello
To the black, to the white, the red and the brown
The purple and yellow, but first, I gotta
Smif-N-Wessun (right)
Fiyah Gun
The ghetto red hot, ghetto yutes fiyah gun
Gun, gun, gun, gun, gun, gun, gun, gun, gun
Every day, life's a struggle for me
reading and still see
The muck on the sky of the ceiling
Please raise the flag rosy red carpet envy english used here is
Messenger is nervous it's no
reverse, the sharpening wing of the edge of a sparrow, for suitable reckonings too numerous to mention, as the queen is fat she is devoured by rats there is
burnt out
With love... your love
Your love
This is the song of names
Keep on fighting to the end
No mercy for the rest
They're vanishing by the pest
You
Night lights
In my eyes
Too bright
I'm with you
Forever
Til I die
My P.C.
When I crime
By my side
Red light
Red light
Red light
Red light
Red light
Green
sowed)
She's buried where the red
Fruit grows (the red fruit grows)
Down by the bayou
Where the devil grow pepper
The chili flows red like blood
Down
songs
Songs to cope with the pain so I don't feel numb
Promise I'll be fine in hell
Yeah I wish you well
Wish you well by yourself
Oh I've been making
a symphony scripted in red
Like rats by the piper we're led, to join in this song for the dead
The humor of the gallons never fails to ring true
In this
Don't fly away tonight
Red Bird far away from home
Flying in the night
For so long you've sung a sad song
Could a new sky ease your mind
Keep singing Red
Red light
Bar fight
I might
Fist fight
Any fucker at the red light
Bar fight
I might
Fist fight
Any fucker at the red light
Bar fight
I might
Fist
single time I carry out single fucking track
Doomsday, dream life, tonight I try,
I find, I don't try
To make songs, it comes to mind
Red Dot, shoot your
could hear her talkin' behind me
And as if by chance
She was tryin' to describe
A song I knew well the Leonard Cohen song
About the Chelsea Hotel
And I
proceed, bumpin' that that Californication, by the Red Hot
Fuck around and then hit 'em with a red dot
Y'all better not me fuckin' with me
Who, him? Yeah,
this itch for something new
And not understood by the cool kid crew
And not in a circle of the red or the blue
We'll take that gun that your ego drew
I
red jumps right through the open yellow door
Whip-crack'n Wade loves a sound that will take you by surprise
With a crack of his whip he will show you
across the land
Led by a bleached blonde man with a mic in his hand
Act two, song's the only way for me to talk to you
Cos you're the king of hip hop
I'm
I guess)
(Oh, oh!) The magic of the moment snuck up on me
And caught me by surprise (Oh!)
And caught me by surprise (Oh!)
And caught me by
I dreamed there was a magic song I played for the queen 'neath the golden throne
My heart flowed through my broken voice to her
The queen did smile
get enough of you (can't get enough)
Wrote a thousands songs for you
너만 원한다면 girl (원한다면)
We throwing party just for you
Only for you (only for
I hope this the song that you dance to
When your world fall apart and you get the chance to
I hope this the song that you dance to
I hope this
down for life!
Let a nigga know we can go down tonight
From the tops of our heads, the tips of our toes
What, we untouchable, aight
I keep my song
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