Lyrics:
the norm
The C.I.A named me "William Osborne"
Because I graphically designed the death of Jason Bourne
So much of failures that I'm the only redemption
I
And gettin' neutered by the vet
He got his paws caught in a net
Then he said to be or not to meeeow!
William Shakespeare's in my cat
He rarely ever talks
He
mother's side, I am the grandson of William Bullock and Mary “Mamie” Elizabeth Thomas. I don't have the full lineage on my Father's Mack side, but I'm
a college
Professor william Saroyan marrying the
Same woman twice (but
By then he wasn't going anywhere
Anyhow) john Fante being sliced away
Bit by bit by
Presidents of the nation
Support and votes, their qualification
William King was short-term 'cause he died from TB
V.P. 14, John Breckinridge was pro-slavery
john(john)
now we cracking guns
and singing that song called revenge
Taking a trip to the underworld(world)
where i got no feelings and no sympathy
(Hello?)
Is this 418-9749?
(Speaking)
Sarah?
(Yeah)
Sarah Jackman, Sarah Jackman,
How's by you? How's by you?
How's by you the family? How's
Uh
1st & (1st &) 15th (15th)
Woah, uh!
Lupe Fiasco's Food & Liquor
Is lovingly, hand-crafted and done
By the good folks, at 1st & 15th, yeah!
When last I saw John Williams
A young man full of pride
To have his bride of just four days
Stand shyly by his side
He laughed and slapped me
Do the Shmoney Dance
Black mass Lucifer crucifixion
Hatchbacks used for drive-by shooter missions
I speak fluent in new pistols
A shoot addiction
corn unto my horse, mother
And meat to my man John
And I'll away to fair Margaret's bower
Before the night comes on
Oh stay at home with me, dear
corn unto my horse, mother
And meat to my man John
And I'll away to fair Margaret's bower
Before the night comes on
Oh stay at home with me, dear
FDR the 30th, 1882, the year
Come February, Reagan, on the 6th, he came to be
And, William Harrison, the 9th, he'd join the family
For Lincoln, 'twas
and Jacob in the motherland
I'm Moses posin' against the king freein' his people
I'm Babylon tryna reach God by buildin' a steeple
I'm the strongest man
false poets get done
One by one, by one by one
You in the wrong place
You in the wrong time
You with the wrong someone
Smut Peddlers, false poets get
days I go by William'
And he talked about his new life and money he'd made out West
And he tried his hardest not to be that old boy we all new
'Til he
\""In the year of our Lord June 2nd1692 I William Stoughton chief magistrate Of this Grand Jury Find you all guilty as charged Of acts of witchcraft
you're washed in the blood like I was
The smell of Cape Jasmine through the window screen
John are and the wolfman kept me company
By the light
if you're washed in the blood like I was
The smell of cape jasmine through the window screen
John R. and the Wolfman kept me company
By the light
chooses to come to Rock Bottom
So John and I left the house for some action
And when we got on the main street
I was about to pass by Ol’ William
But John
(Hello?)
Is this 418-9749?
(Speaking.)
Sarah?
(Yeah.)
Sarah Jackman, Sarah Jackman,
How's by you? How's by you?
How's by you the family? How's your
don't get fed up
My people rise, my people fight
My people do alright
My people walk with pride and
We're marchin' side by side and
My people laugh,
admit I been tempted by drugs
I admit that I just need a hug (I)
I admit the devil talk to me sometimes
But the devil is not who I trust (yeah, not who
We called 'em football heads when we'd sell 'em
We was goin' fed, movin' football heads, called it Helga
Codeine by the lean-a, pounds of gasoline-a,
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