Lyrics:
Blasting holes in the night til she bled sunshine
Breathe in, inhale vapors from bright stars that shine
Breathe out, weed smoke retrace the skyline
Heard
This song is a derivative of Child Ballad 44, with a tune by
A. L. Lloyd. It was recorded by John Roberts & Tony Barrand on
Dark Ships in the Forest,
Time"
"Lee Harvey Oswald was shot."
"I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by
hard (uh-huh)
Trust in God 'cause you's about to catch a bullet scar (yeah)
I give a fuck where you from, who you be with
Keep this a secret, right by
The farmer Lloyd was planning to eat
Supper with his mother-in-law
And was sent out to the yard
By his wife to bring
Back a chicken Mike is alive
I'm
the Camp Phire is here
Started off with a couple of my high school friends
Chris Lloyd, Scenario, and Cheeze, my new men
To take over the industry with a hot
[Lloyd Banks]
Yeah, 20 miles an hour in my long Bentely
shame on you hater, this what the Lord sent me
lately I’ve been practicing my gas face
cause
Moje figlarne i zmysłowe bity są definicją piękna
Jestem taki osiedlowy
Jestem Lloyd Bania nie pieprzony Rudi Schubert
Znam odpowiedzi na pytania jak
Forever Young
唱：方文
曲：LLOYD BERNHARD / MERTENS FRANK / GOLD MARIAN
詞：LLOYD BERNHARD / MERTENS FRANK / GOLD MARIAN
Let's dance in style let's dance
to shoulder, side by side
The weight wasn't the world on our shoulders
It sure wasn't to get a degree
Was getting the girl you'd get over
And that boss fight we
so old
Been around longer than it takes Lloyd to write new episodes
Some people stand by but I won’t hide my reply’s
Some bitch ass little kid who
when I let go and laughed and yelled death by sedan
I classify homeless when writing my rhymes, Kuz I’m hungry I’m starving I feel it inside, I got
Tricked by the beauty in the skies
It's no use to fight; the world around us tightens up
As we walk to where this island starts
The socks on my feet fade
hoo hoo); she don't love you, too
Well, she went out with Lloyd late one Friday night
Yeah, they went skunk huntin' by the pale moon light
Lloyd, he
Lloyd's of London will be loaded when they go
We will all fry together when we fry
We'll be French fried potatoes by and by
There will be no more misery
I dream of Jeannie with the light brown hair
Borne, like a vapor, on the summer air
I see her tripping where the bright streams play
Happy
I dream of Jeannie with the light brown hair
Borne, like a vapor, on the summer air
I see her tripping where the bright streams play
Happy
in a river
Dead by a trigga thinkin he Schwarzenegger
Fools don't take him I took him across the liver
Keep Lloyd line on my stomach from
should ever come you feel you need to tell someone
Don't go telling her I miss her
It's just a memory
Somehow it stuck with me
Like that song by Mister
You gonna hit some weed up in the motherfucker?
DJ Bobby be, D-Loc
Time keeps on slidin' through that hour glass
I, I need to rip another vapor
sueños en stand by
Ya no los puedes dejar atrás
Vamos a contramano, a todo vapor
Y la jugada siguió
Con un centro para atrás
Así cortando un contraataque
because he lacked faith
But instead, he was shot by another black face
Another day in the ghetto,
Where this young black girl was being ignored by her
of substance
Defiance innate, smother reluctance
Disgusted by, ambition, suckers value definition
Fortune, our own volition
Euphoric vapor chokes the suffering
This song is a derivative of Child Ballad 44, with a tune by
A. L. Lloyd. It was recorded by John Roberts & Tony Barrand on
Dark Ships in the Forest,
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