Lyrics:
oh let's toast his soul
The soul of a man
Our dear friend
Paul Nelson Paul Nelson
The older you get, the more you live with ghosts
And that's
been times where it's been embarrassin' to be a
White boy, white boy, you're a rockstar
My momma talkin' to me, tryna tell me how to live
White boy,
a the blessing them gain, that's why we keep on saying
[Bridge: Sean Paul]
Yo, don't worry...
We haffi live life true yeah (Jah bless!)
We know life is such
Been out in the rain so long I swear we're shrinking
Billy lately I have done some thinking.
When I look back on our lives
We've sure had ourself
raiment
And raise the ceaseless song
For these passed on before us
We sing our praise anew
And, walking in their footsteps
Would live our lives for you
All
raiment
And raise the ceaseless song
For these passed on before us
We sing our praise anew
And, walking in their footsteps
Would live our lives for you
All
all in one
(Billy Davis, Anthony Ashford, Troy Robinson, Timothy Thomas, Emmet Till)
I want freedom for all not some yes I wanna live in a world where
a weight bench
And every time the play hits, you off another playlist
Sorry, it ain't workin' out
Niggas shootin' Billy Blanks (it's my winner's speech)
gotta hide
Well, everybody was
Crying, sighing Sam McGee's dying
No one to protect our town
Curly Billy silly with his colt he calls filly
He's
gotta hide
Well, everybody was
Crying, sighing Sam McGee's dying
No one to protect our town
Curly Billy Silly with his colt he calls filly
He's
chomp, chomp!
Passing the time By ending children's lives
Down in the bottom of the swamp, swamp, swamp
Billy was all dirty
He really had to wash
problems
Don't sweep under rugs
You claim you pull strings
Well don't get your shit tugged
No juice in my cup
Can tell by my mug
Our shit double cupped
Don't
was
Crying, sighing Sam McGee's dying
No one to protect our town
Curly Billy Silly with his colt he calls filly
He's gonna shoot your Sheriff down
I was walking barefoot on St. Paul's bridge
When I saw a man talking to God
He was round and handsome
Anachronistically
A little odd
I overheard
12: 15 down to 21
You've really gotta go and check it out
Paul said if Christ ain't resurrected we've wasted our lives
Well that implies that our life's
on my seat
Ten-thousand-dollar toe rings, featured by me
Bitches know it's time out
They be fucking me so good, I be like 'Time out'
They want to fuck
I've seen you walk by a few times
I just can't get enough of your style
Santa baby I want to look in your eyes
Come down my chimney tonight
It's
I nodded at a sermon
Billy Graham barely got through
But anyone can see my new celebrity is you
I'm not a bit ashamed of it
A rapier wit
Kept Serge
right now
Even though this helps me to sort my goals by priority
The time it will take me to finish my goals is not guaranteed
On top of that new
Billy Bill had to bust him in the face
We never like a fuck, who beats on his girl
If ya don't have a game, then .. leave our world
Ain't nothin'
on ocean
Out here with that bag, I'm ocean
Damn she got splahhhh, its an ocean
I'm the zaza man, Billy Ocean
I just wanna bag this on ocean
Out here with
power,
W3 Family, the world is ours,
Getting dough,
Blowing dough like it was sour,
If you don’t know now you know, Motherfucker, that’s me
1 time for
loved the thrill of deadly games
Wanted
For the men he'd killed in vain
A thousand dollars cash on Billy's head
Hunted by a star
For the lives he'd
the blackbucket hearse
With the rusty grill a chrome
Picking up the homies
We get them one by one
If you ain't Psychopathic Ryda, boy, you cannot come (bump)
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