Lyrics:
blue
From head to toe I'm rather drab except for my patent shoes
I make them shine
Well most the time
Except the other day my feet were trotting on by
naming MC's all day,
What type of metal stuff you listen to?
Lars: Old school Slayer CD's, Biohazard and
Bile were the bands for me
The first time that
follow you baby
Yeah
Till the day this man dies.
I've got failure all around me
No matter how hard I try.
I've got failure
It's all around me
No
Riding around the ville got me thinking about the past
Miss playing baseball those days went by fast
Now I'm reminiscing hoping that this will last
I
Cowell, I can't let you ex-factors survive
Nah, the time's right and they finally limelightin' the god of this rhyme writin'
My mic can only be likened
you say
All day, every day, any damn day
Take a look around, we got the whole world locked down
Goin' on and on, it don't stop, won't stop, can't stop
feel loved
Maybe this won't end the same
Tell me, can we take this day by day
I just need a little grace
Oh, I need some time if you, don't mind
My
her kids to bed
Her and her husband Bobby well they split up
I guess it's two years gone by now
We just sit around talking about the old times
She
else wins the race
No, I give up, today is not my day
but then I take a deep breath and say
Calm down - when you're about to go crazy
Turn around -
Someone is this world like you love yourself
Love Someone is this world that needs your help (All around the world)
The time is now, time is now, time is
like 250, too shifty
His name was Howie but on Rikers Island he was just
Time and time again as I pick up the pen
As my thoughts emerge these are
across the world just For a glimpse of you
Yeah
Howie Do
Can't believe I found you
It's crazy
So, can we do this again?
to the right
And, so you were controlled
By these transmitters? Yes
Yes did you have any theories at the time
As to who was doing the controlling?
Noummmwait, I
fellow Americans.
This is America's day. This is democracy's day. A day of history and hope, of renewal and resolve. Through a crucible for the ages,
Day by day, monotony
I reside in two separate worlds
One a self imposed purgatory
Slaving over all of my sins
To turn around and sin again, sin
was raised I just gotta get mine
But imma wait for them days we just trynna get by
By
By
By
As I pick up this pen
Write down my wrongs confess
follow you baby
Yeah
Till the day this man dies.
I've got failure all around me
No matter how hard I try.
I've got failure
It's all around me
No
than that nigger from fuckin' California
you got the fucking string cunt
don't try to pull it 'cause you ain't married bitch
and this ain't Amy's(?)
Yea
Come on
The revolution
It won't be televised
Naw
We gotta do it right
This time around
This time around
This time around
This time around
Cause I
way, ig' the shit in the streets
Just let me smoke this one cig in peace
Give me 10 minutes
By myself, you the boys at home
That's all the time I really
That's right I'm back
Been working hard on this new track
Since I got Christ I've been so jacked
Been lookin' better than Howie in a soul patch uh
here
I'm hanging by a thread
11/29 passed 32 is dead
I'll run this back for fun
My wife just had our son
The 42 hour long labour and trauma it brung
It
[Intro - Chamillionaire - talking]
(All around the world), yeah
(All around the world), yeah
(All around the world), uh
(This goes out to girls all
gave him the gas face
And this ain't got nothin' to do with a scale
Or bein' gay, little faggot, but by the way
Thoughts are gettin' darker by the day
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