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Make sure my family eat
Tell Uncle Greg get well soon
Give my Love to Rachel & Twan
No that Mom's wit God
& she's watching you
The weight of world
This holiday is gonna be the greatest holiday
I've got you in my heart walkin' hand in hand
Who needs a mistletoe when we've got the whole wide world
beat
Settled in the mainland ghetto by the sand trap
Rocked to a handclap until I got my band back
Thoughts came thick in a ball of confusion
A wall
never even finished reading a
Book before if you just got
Offended by that last sentence
You should just stop reading
Close the book and walk away because
©2007 Greg Sczebel/Soultone Publishing (SOCAN)
On this planet I've been planted
But at times I feel more stranded
'Cause the world is not the place
Hello world
I'm Rawkward
And lately I've noticed a lot of rappers claiming that their nice
But ya'll ain't nice, man
I'm nice
Check it
Ayo, I'm nice
The choreographer didn't realize that
This was something
She might want she does: "We've got to
Give them something to talk about again"
So it's all for shock, it's
I want the world
The whole wide world
To stop and listen to me
If we're going to stick together
We've got to be a family
This love
Love
Love
At least by the world standard
My wife good and my job is full of purpose
I'd say I'm rich by the point view I'm looking
Got some offers for the booking
At least by the world standard
My wife good and my job is full of purpose
I'd say I'm rich by the point view I'm looking
Got some offers for the booking
the Super Bowl Shuffle.
Walter Payton
Well, they call me Sweetness,
And I like to dance.
Runnin' the ball is like makin' romance.
We've had the goal
Look how the snow is snowin'
Your eyes are soft and glowin'
Jack Frost is nipping at our feet
I'll bet your lips are warm and sweet
We've got that
we've still won
No odds can change that
(C Notes by the layers, true fucking players)
(C Notes by the layers, true fucking players)
(C Notes by
a shit statement
Poppin' out stick hangin'
I don't need one maintenance, my life fixed
If I sift, I got chicken
I could pour the whole brick
Lil Greg
the whole world
Submitted to beelzebub we won't
Help ourselves and no ones helping us
It's only a matter of time
Before we self destruct
(We've only got one
tight, watching the sunset at shore
Never knew what she was crying for (Never knew what she was crying for)
He got the letter in the mail by the middle
I want the world
The whole wide world
To stop and listen to me
If we're going to stick together
We've got to be a family
This love
Love
My name is King Cyrus, my order I give,
You Jews can go back to your home
To build your holy temple again
In the land of Palestine.
We've sung
got that Juice
International playas the world’s busiest airport
Hartsfield-Jackson stampin’ your passport
All roads lead to us in our golden Peach State
couch, I'm 'bout to take the street route
And get my shit the gangsta way, 'cause I can't be no Steve Stoute
I'm too Nas for these niggas, I got
dangerous job in America (it is)
We got a guilty verdict for the cop that killed George Floyd
The whole world seen it that was somethin' they couldn't avoid
romantic comedies by Nora Ephron
Mr. Kiely's in the gutter where the story began
Begging for change on the street, collecting soda cans
He got a box called
Steve Rogers
'Cause no one oversees these cops and
All we see is 'em beat charges
We done seen 'em beat Rodney King unconscious, and got off
So we
complete this King
Now take me by the hand come bare this ring
Got a clear view fuck a rearview
Anything in ya past it won't get near you
Talkin' I can hear
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