Lyrics:
This one goes out to my little ones
Sean
Tiya
Sanaa
Sebastian
Malcom
Isaiah
Naala
And
Teagan
Be nothing but great
Be great
Be great
(and nothing
peddling white
Only thing that ain’t change is that the President white
This that expenses way lower than our revenue life
This ain’t no regular life, man
lost this engagement
He was tricked by Odin
First thing he did was bite
He had confirmation
So he took off Tyr's right
And spewed condemnation
You lied
(Na, try down across the street, I
Think that nigga keep one, i don't know)
I'm finna head over there and
I'mma be right back
(Fuck what you doing, man?
By the looks of the weather outside
You can tell that it's gonna be hazy
Trappin' at clubs all night
When are you gonna come save me
Judging by
white
That's right - pink and white
I be tellin' why' right
Who'da' ever believed a guy that
Hustled pool was such a romantic;
He really was frantic
what they be asking us
White Benz, black card, bitch better get your plastic up
Man, this shit is hella hard, but we never acting up
Live it up, hold
a disco, right in his basement man
Them New Haven jams
Me and Blackman running crazy scams
Not a black or white thing, a wrong or right thing
Just
Lewinsky
I'll be right here in the thick, they can diss me
But they'll get flung like a frisbee
If what you chattin' is wet
Miss me, bitch, please
Erich
knew it! I knew it! I could jes' make it out from yo' renunciation! sho' get hot down deahh in de summer time!
Thing-fish:
Dat no lie...people be
Dre?
Oh, fo' sho'
Uh-uh, naw, you smell that?
This is special right here (What-what, what-what-what?)
Yeah, it's a toast to the boogie, baby
Dre?
Oh, fo' sho'
Uh-uh, naw, you smell that?
This is special right here (what-what, what-what-what?)
Yeah, it's a toast to the boogie, baby
narcissist
But just tell me I'm your hero so they can never say I'm less
Cause one day I'll be an old white man
I hope some things will have changed by then
If
I got a straight sight
I live like nothing wrong
This be that crate life
Late nights
I'm the great hype
Im selling stones
I'm pumping great white
Im
The only way to find this dusty track
Is to let me be your guide
When the dusty track ends the homestead begins
With two enormous gum trees standing side by
those who criticize the youth might just be gettin too old
We still travellin through life, findin what's right or wrong
I know some folks may not agree
Nevertheless! Powerslave tour! Hmmmm. By the way,
Running Free... the photograph on the front of this single was by a man none other than Ross Halfing. He
at the right time. You good for my soul like some white wine.
And whenever things get hazy, or shit’s crazy
Just know that I got your back like you got mine
must be great (I'll never kno but)
It it it must be great
I gotta grind try hard give it my all
All in pursuit of this Greatness
I must be great
I I I
you that it would
A great big wall has come between us
And I wouldn't even love you if I could
So don't think it ain't been fun cause it ain't
Don't
Aheh you don't wanna be
Involved in this one, huh?
This here, this is
This is gonna be a blues number but, first
I wanna do a little bit
can’t tho
I’m Hyper focused on my real life
My goals foe I really want those
Skinny white boy
Hippy life style
I’ll be great Kid
I got my own
Maybe it'll be this Sunday
Or it could even happen Monday
Don't you know it could all change one day
One day you could be in the worst state
Next day you
play it it's great, we start of and Bruce
introduces the song and everyone's right there with us to know the words and sing along like you do with a
lot
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