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The thing about kitchen ware is you use it all the time
And so you want something that encourages you to cook
that gets the job done well
It is worth
What if Malcolm X was resurrected,what would he say lately
I died so you could just let my killers walk the streets so safely?
I ain’t die so you could
couldn't make Kay switch
I could go longer but Alpha would rather break beats
I could go dumber and give you fuckers a brain split
Give a fuck about what
of time
I guess you know that mine's about up
I'm gonna see you tonight
Just another breath or two and I'll be home
By the way
What have you got
they sweatin' me, you know what I'm saying? (Talk about it, brother)
But it's cool, I'm with that
But I just want to get something off my chest with
they sweatin' me, you know what I'm saying? (Talk about it, brother)
But it's cool, I'm with that
But I just want to get something off my chest with
saying how it shows you've got girl power beneath
You got your great power but don't want no responsibility
If one girl can make me happy what about four
drink way too much
But you only live once so you might as well take a swig
I rolled up to the house about quarter to nine
She was waitin' at the door
to war and they ran out and left me
We're all about one for all and all for one
And if it's more than one you better have more than one gun
The only sleep
are you kiddin'
Lemme tell you this friends:
I am not kiddin'
I mean, I am portly and I am maroon
Well, how many people here tonight can guess what I
The New Jim Crow (For the Tennessee Three)
It's the GOP Supermajority
It's the new Jim Crow in Tennessee
The GOP Supermajority says
What do we do
the right way to go?
I left this place a long time ago
I'm the lead in this dumb show
They keep calling me Jim Crow
What's the right way to go?
I left this
the lines
Comes by every forty years or so
Since more than two hundred years ago
They feast upon the sins and fears of men
Promise you just what you want
school,
It's Saturday morning fool.
But you know what ain't cool, what?, wakin up first,
'cause all that be on the tube is the Snorts and Smurfs,
You
louder, I should cry faster
Carry my weight, Still the same, Dabbed the powder, What am I sayin'
Regrets built me sour
Get sad and sadder by the hour
gotta be silent let your intuition guide you
See God only gave me the vision
I'm just creating what i see
Whole time you thought you cut me off i prayed
the warden I
Rock that mustache like jim gordon I pull
Up like a drive by you
Know eye for a eye make him
Go bye bye all they
Do is tell lies I spit facts like
off the bat, I done seen a lot of that
Beef with me if you want to learn one thing
What I really mean when I say Crush Gang
Duck nigga, you a goose,
Then says the judge, says he
"Oh, for life, Jim Jones, I'm sending you
Across the stormy sea
But take a tip before you ship
To join the iron gang
Words and music: jim johnston
Solo: jim brammer
Additional guitars: jeff johnston
I'm not complaining, I'm just saying, you're the girl that's on my
about the drugs? it's business you could get off a p
Let's get the labels on the phone see what they offer me
I ain't got the chops with me but I know
large checks
As I flex then wrecks -- so e, what's next?
[erick sermon]
Shazam, let me tell you who I am
The e-are-I-see-k, s-e-are-m-o-n
Call me
off probation
This nigga grilling me fix your awkward face son
Think about what you say before my nigga start to spray something
Talking offensive does
of Ma'at til the day I rot
It's really about your character my nigga so fuck what you got
Tell me where your morals at what your principles about
When you
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