Lyrics:
shit
Not no Yeezy for my own Billie Eilish that's Jay No Z
You say you love me how could you do this
I won't hear your excuses
Yeah you betray me
you can always count on me, for sure
That's what friends are for
For good times and bad times
I'll be on your side forever more
That's what friends
as many friends as I've enemies
They'll tell you where I stand, and where my venom is
I guess that what we really want falls on deaf null ears
Or maybe
again it's been hurt
I got no hope in a future without her my friends irritated by her
But he don't get it my heart wasn't ready was shot by an arrow it
I'm here my Friend, alone again
Wishing You were real beside me
What I can't see, my weak belief
Would like to tell me it's not enough
To just have
Forsake sickness for ill health
Stick a few pound in an Irish Independent
Send it to me by post, my friend
What could beat it for a life?
Seldom-seen
conjurings, and their aspirations are at an end, th
eir spells broken by the very power which they sought to usurp! The final
vestiges of mortal life flee my
anything you need, I'll get for you
Because that's what friends are for
All that we've been through
You can count on me to stand by you
I know what
that's so confounding
Feels like you are dreaming at first
What ya ought to be doing is get down there's no reason to be inert
Hop on the floor I implore
made
Plus played a funky fit so save ya flips
Plus tricks for that music plus the monkey bit.
[Vinnie]
Triggas from the Grilltown Illtown
Some
flow, and I stay hungry more so
Guess that's why I'm the torso
I pour sweat when I perform shows
What I record goes down as the best, but the vets won't
sharp enough
All I see is Britney Spears
Yeah, I just hit my 15th gear
To infinity beyond
Like a buzz light year
So What you see?
Jet black ninjas coming
the same lips that be ass kissin'
These hoes ain't, what they say they are
And their pussy stank, they're catfishin'
Same hoes, that was sendin' shots
'bout me
Is the same lips that be ass kissin'
These hoes ain't, what they say they are
And their pussy stank, they're catfishin'
Same hoes, that was
tune yah a boom
Boom boom
Worry not of tomorrow
For we know not what a day may bring
Faithful are the wounds of a brother
Than the kisses from an enemy
telling you bout the boom
Boom boom boom this yah tune yah a boom
Boom boom
Worry not of tomorrow
For we know not what a day may bring
Faithful are
seem
It’s fight-o-clock with the spear bear
I’ve lost my sword this is unfair
You’re in for it now that’s the grass sword
You’re in for it now that’s
one last time
"What's it worth to cut me from your life?"
Abandon all that I have worked so hard for
And I screamed no!
I've tried to tell you the truth
To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat
Now, what you hear is not a test - I'm rappin' to the beat,
And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your
straight
You told me things
That heroes must make
I'll do what you say
As long as you kneel
And I can be had
Without sex appeal.
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I had shown a great acumen for playing music by ear. My father bought me a small keyboard that was maybe like one or two, maybe three octaves. And I
a rhinoceros for me, Jair Messias. Oh, I like that name. Hasnt he got a lovely name, dont you think? Yes, he has. The music is as always performed by the one man
more light cause yours got dim
Then you get sparked by the Lord Rakim
What's the matter G, check your battery
Go get charged up, then come battle
a soldier
Got 'em hopping over walls and climbing fences
Some of 'em John Travolta, stayin' alive by inches
(Hello darkness, my old friend)
Cops are
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