Lyrics:
Student
Don't forget, I can take down Your entire security network with Just three clicks
Design and destroy
Noted. Good then. Morgan Genco, the decorated
destiny
Move, change, and be, now!
[Chorus Three: sung by choir]
Searchin so looooong, lost in the clouuuuuds
Tryin to stay strooooong, and make you
From old Montana down to Alabama I've been before and I'll travel again
You trifling women can't keep a good man down
You dealt the cards but you
From old Montana down to Alabama I've been before and I'll travel again
You trifling women can't keep a good man down
You dealt the cards but you
better
Set it all down in a tear-stained letter
Well my head was beating like a song by the Clash
It was writing checks that my body couldn't cash
By the fountain, all the lovers get along
They'll kiss, make believe that they belong
Meet me up the hills of Babylon
And I'll teach you a special
threw this song ima give my appreciation back
Remember a long time ago I would be down in da basement rappin
Shed stomp on da floor n say quit all dat
Grandmaster Flash, Spoonie G and the Treach' Three
Fearless 4, spirit of hip-hop was etched in me
See, I was down, brah, but let me get down to
V-Town I was
And wedged one under each of his powerful arms and sneaked into a telephone booth
He closed the door! and he pulled down his gray denim bus driver type
wrapped in foil,
A special pack contains salt,
Vinegar and oil,
To add to my discomfort,
Lightning hits the deck.
Down the aisle they venture,
Pouring
opponent
M.C. Ice T just microphonin'
33 and 1/3 revolutions per minute
This record is def because my heart is in it
Vocals laid by the Ice,tempos tight
found his plan was sound
They followed granddad out the back door, yes they did
They follow them down
And what a night
It must have been
But when
Board!
From old Montana down to Alabam'
I've been before and I'll travel again
You trifling women can't keep a good man down
You've dealt
what the morn's bringin' so it's hard to doze off
Three 'o clock in my socks I crack the dope song
Hopin' when I open the door I'll see Santa
Now who
a straight kung fu rap
You know what I'm saying
And those three songs don't go with one another
With, um, getting tongue twisted
Those three songs don't go
Pulling up huh
Special
Woah woah woah
Undressing my fendi
Taking my candy
Taking my fendi
She wanna take me
On a ride in a Bentley
Rich girl vibes
riches
Ayo, I'm Murphey Lee the
Schoolboy, the civilized jewel boy
I got not one, two, three, four, five
But six whores
For equality, Vokal, Cammy,
better
Set it all down in a tear-stained letter
Well my head was beating like a song by the Clash
It was writing checks that my body couldn't cash
breathing fresh air in
Doing good at my job while keeping it special
And I continue in the attempt of increasing my pension
And growing my fanbase by meeting
works like you.
Little louder [Repeat: x3]
Knockin'
Little louder [Repeat: x2]
A warm bath, a good laugh, an old song that you know by heart.
I've tried
wide open and a song on my phone
We danced by the TV we never turned on
And wondered would anyone miss us if we ran away
But this isn't one of those
One Creeper roman street sweeper
Don't get gash by the hour rudeboy
I get gash by the metre wilehouse senior
Lemons will lean ya e3 teacher
LON preacher
to build and move into a mirage made of songs cascading down a rock face in a homemade myth?
Even deeper back into the mist:
when I was 12 or 13 on a family
horns and my pitchfork
Are still back at my crib
But I can lay a quake on you
That'll level this whole jail down
'Cause I swear by all unholy
I'm gonna
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