Lyrics:
Once upon a time there was a little dead girl
Dug up from the corn fields of Newton, Iowa
She was discovered by a much more
Gorgeous, blacker,
me some mornin' in the sweet by and by, by and by, by and by.
Song commin' on,
So pleasin' to see, come and gone, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye,
like you did before.
Said come on baby you think I'm so blind
I see what you're doing behind my back all the time
I get suspicious when you call me
on, ha ha)
Strictly fuck with those six digit niggas (ha ha)
If the first one is a nine, they a buck behind
I live my rhyme, at the same time
born tired
Getting more tired
As time passes me by, yeah
I'ma need more fire
Way, way more fire
So pass that thing my way, ay
La-da-da-ahh
see that you need me, oh
Days go by and I know you're weak inside
Just turn around and rely on me this time
So please, oh please, oh please come back
plus (yeah)
Gratitude is a must, yeah
Me see blessings fall by mi right hand
Buss a toast fi di friends weh tek off heavy load
One time did sit down
consequence, no sympathy
You're good enough to heat
Two minute warning two minutes later
When time has come my days are numbered
Two minute warning two
Like a hot buttered pop da pop da pop dibbie dibbie
Pop da pop pop, don't you dare stop
Come alive y'all, gimme whatcha got
I guess by now you can
they treated you wrong?
New cheat on this men eh, the time already come, you know
When the time come, all memory pass by
You can't even feel the pain no
This culture came from
And what it's really all about
I got you, my nigga, yo, ayo
Count to ten and then come in shootin'
Fuck peace, Silverback the new
my time
I have to stick by her, too, while I'm serving her time
It's kind of romantic if you think about it, Rand
A man can't testify against his wife
for n32g by the
29th of November then the Lord isn't with me
For him to come through he will bless me with an opportunity
To make some money and provide
I come from a greener place
And a lawless past
I was raised with the cows and birds
And a toothless laugh
What's wrong with nothing being wrong,
this day
Now I sit and watch them
The little ones I love
So excited by the way
Christmastime has come
There'll be toys for everyone
'Cause Christmastime
By All Means Necessary
Written, produced, directed, by Blastmaster KRS-One
Mixed, by DJ Doc
And now.. it's TIME.. to GET {NERRRRRRRR-VOUS!}
BDP
God gave me style, God gave me grace
God give me style, God give me grace
God put a smile on my face
Ha-ha, God put this smile on my face
God
friend. Get real. No, no, no, no. Ha, ha, ha
What song do you want me to play? Hey, ah, my generation
What happened to my mic? How come? Oh no, no, no, no.
'Cause I ain't gonna be, easy, easy
The only time I'm easy's when I'm
Killed by death, killed by death
Killed by death, come on!
I'm a lone wolf
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
lets go
(ha-ha-haha-ha)
oooh
n dey say
ooh ooh oooh
(ha-ha-haha-ha)
oooh
n dey say
ooh ooh oooh
hold up,
Shake that body, party that bod
Shake that body, party that bod
Shake that body, party that body
Come and have a good time with G.O.D
I believe
of what has been and what might be
Time is a captive of the vastness of space
Between the heaven's embrace and the glare of the abyss
"You have spawned my
of the Imperium assembled before the towering cyclopean walls of ancient Gul-Kothoth. It was some time before the billowing dust cloud raised by the massed arrival
Everybody just uh stay in
Your designated places no
Need to come to the back office
Ha ha ha ha! It's time, my friends
To rise, again!
Things haven't been
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