Lyrics:
Dyin' before they're 21, bullets never had a name
God bless Trayvon Martin I'm in my hoodie
Another innocent young brother who met a bully
Man this
hands
My only friends are the faaaannss
I got my marks in my pants
Buggy bugs do the dance
You see I'm over it
Reached a point that no one did,
Put my
it
And you better never forget it's your boy J who wrote this
'Cause you and I, are friends for life, for eternity, I promise
Day by day
Day by day,
promised myself I'd get by (Ah, with a little help from my friends)
Said I'm gonna try and not work too hard (Ooh)
(Do you need anybody?)
Well I, yeah
will
And handsomely
And dear old friend
Now that we are clear, old friend
That's all very well but till you're gone
You'll wait upon my boss' whim
(And I brought)
(And I brought)
(And I brought, dreams)
(Dreams)
(Dreams)
(And I brought you all my dreams 'cause I love you)
(I love you)
(I
Press 3 if you accept the charges, if not hang up
[Ludacris]
To my cousin Darren Ranch, stay up homie
To my brother Chris Butler, stay up homie
If
, you're humorous
a delivery
that could make a girl like me
blush.
We're singing memories
are made of this,
you can bring your friends,
tell Sammy Davis,
If you were my friend then I'd play you something
But you're a mother fucking snake so I play you nothing
Beats are hard but I ain't so I ain't down
promised myself I'd get by (Ah, with a little help from my friends)
Said I'm gonna try and not work too hard (Ooh)
(Do you need anybody?)
Well I, yeah
on first." Costello: "What are you asking me for?"
"Reports from the new Germany tell of horrors leading to the total extermination of the Jews of Europe."
a disgrace to your pops in the pen
All he hearing about his son is the cops are his friends
Only time he heard your name in a sentence with gun
When you
I tell 'em meet me in the bathroom
I fuck her while the water runnin'
Her friend knockin' at the door
And she screamin' out I'm cummin'
And my
done by Mr. Zappa that I think are unfair to our country.
I think, from the beginning, to say that this is going to be balanced, when he has this
niggers
Produced by niggers, genuine niggers
so I salute my, niggers
Not mad cuz Eminem said nigger
cuz he's my nigger, wigger, cracker friend
We all black
My job is to somehow make them curious enough
To get more aware of themselves and where they came from
And what they are into
And what is already
the answer you will hardly question,
I, I'm doin' classic shit in all my sessions,
Other nigga's situations they are all depressin',
That's why I never
kiss friends
Why do you touch me
Making me feel this way
If you're not gonna hold me
In your warm embrace
Stay for the weekend
Waking up by your
out of this place
So soon, I tell em by any means necessary
That’s necessary oh yeah
Oh yeah oh yeah
Yo blud how you mean?
‘Cos you’re my priorities
Recklessly saving all the rest of the beads
To be millstones choking grandchildren to their fucking knees
And you are gone with God
Crying my yoke is easy
you help me navigate these hazards
She kindly spoke slowly, rolled a fatty
Blowing smoke rings while she asked me
Who are you?
Said my name's Alice
I'm
departments
Grade 1 first time expelled, that's how most of it started
Painting a picture of my past like it was made by John Martin
Always felt pain like my
any reason to be a supremacist you
Low life piece of shit/ I'm indicted by my pigment by piglets/ haven't legislated incarceration or loss of wages for
I win
Yeah that's right
I be so damn high I be floating with my friends
That high life
You a whole damn lie and you ain't close to the end
You a whole
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