Lyrics:
She carries twins in her womb
Two more will join them soon
A waste of time they're girls
Terminate expenditures
Mother can't dispose the mass
Not
Ooh, you're always in the back of my mind, ooh
Nothing ever changes, oh, I wish to God it did
Just another drink and you'll be gone
Oh, it's two am
What what what, what what, what what, what what
Whoa
One two three, Mos Def and Talib Kweli
We came to rock it on to the tip-top
Best alliance in
shit back
I walk by my lonely
This a nina
I don't really like no forty
Shoot my shot like Kobe
I might pour up Kobe
Long live two four
I went mars
was the tale that she would tell herself
To try to get to sleep at night
A writer by her trade
Published in every paper but always her own best
There's a tale told by soldiers
Of two sons and their father
cs they sailed to old Palestine
True were these brothers
They sailed to bury their
[Dead men tell no tales.
Up push the daisies till the soil is stale
In a powder blue tux for the farmer's sale
Mr. big sleep with the carp
Hanging by a thread
Blood rushing to my head
Mind is led, when the truth is said
These words are medicinal, the message is subliminal
Playing in
Listen to the tale I tell
A haunting dream I know so well
When walking home alone one night
My path revealed by candlelight
Ahead I see an open
rocky
While I'm eating teriyaki
On a plane to Abu Dhabi
A thousand fall by my left
Ten thousand by my right
But I'm alright
I'm a blessed child I'm
had begun impacting the Roofs
Of mobile offices by the rim, quickening snare rolls of a forward March played by a twelve-year-old soldier
Purpose fled
ride
Im more than an average guy
Support what I fantasize
She see that it clear
Its like 2 life sentences it ain't nothin time
I rather let it go by
This a tale of two brothers and two d
Different paths
And they really love each other as kids They would laugh
Had two different mothers but shared
Tripping like a baby mama I don't give two shits
Sweating like you in a sauna why you acting like a bitch
Don't got no time for no drama get the fuck up off
[Post-Chorus] Amuro, flo le garçon
One sheep, two sheep, three sheep, four sheep
Five sheep, six sheep, seven sheep, eight sheep
One sheep, two sheep, three
[Post-Chorus] cmuro, flo le garçon
One sheep, two sheep, three sheep, four sheep
Five sheep, six sheep, seven sheep, eight sheep
One sheep, two sheep, three
I'm seeing children being murdered by police and then acquitted on all charges
It's like they're all targets, pray for them
Pray for everybody
Live
My niggas walkin' up, pullin' up, fuck a drive by
'cause the nigga on the passenger side automatically die
Capable to slide, wit' a you-P-T
You
gotta shoot
Got a bunch of bad bitches by the pool
I like my bitches in two’s
Gotta go, I stick it and move
G-code, I stick to the rules
Last night I got
Sitting in the parking lot
Watch the 171 go by
Got some bread in the passenger, ask him why they look at her
Flower still on my mind
Sent a text,
The warriors, trained since they were babes
Noticed the change in elevator music that the other passengers let pass by
Elbow to elbow with no place to hide
on Rock Lee
I'm smoking on this Sub Zero make a nigga freeze
Make a nigga freeze yea I'm smoking Leonard Snart
I roll all my jays by hand I've never smoked
Megan, this is where Tuscaloosa police say the accident occurred just before 2 AM this morning
Now, according to social media posts made by family
known to fail
And never travel by car or bus, boat or by rail
And don't travel by plane, and don't travel at all
Build a bomb shelter basement with
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