Lyrics:
on their mind
They come nine deep, plus pack nines
They don't care - won't shed no tears
Don't try to appeal for pity cause it's silly
They wear Polo coats,
the beat like judo
You got that fools gold
Say you don't you do though
On my feet, uh, ain't no mass appeal, uh
Pity a leader, wouldn't wanna be you
And I've
on the stage
We have been exclaimed
Sorry that can't change
Scared the people that we thought were real
Pity their appeal
Pity our souls in an upright
the metal box you reel steel
Them niggas the law they gone file a Appeal
Just follow your gut if you see Something fishy
Show a broke ass nigga no pity
But
your standards you would doubt it saying
Pity's an excuse for the poor
Feeling that desire am I better off without it am I
Really seeking us, seeking
to everyone but can appeal to anybody
‘Cause I’m not just anybody
Boy I gotta watch my back I showed up at yo’ pity party
While looking pretty godly
Pretend you
of yo yeah
El Rizzle the grizzle
Ride on a synth till it sizzle
Hope it appeal just a little
I'm crafting a riddle
Performers who turned connoisseur
through the street because it's very real in the field
Ain't no love for pity, ain't nobody cut you no deal
Everyone I know, they do whatever just to get
through the street because it's very real in the field
Ain't no love for pity, ain't nobody cut you no deal
Everyone I know, they do whatever just to get
better, I swear
It always appeals in the settled bright light of the evening
And the late night TV screen will put you down to sleep
So you can see all
the click
You don't want to take a chance, pull the trigger, no pity
Welcome to Vice City
In Vice City, it's the justice of the street
You never want to find
in this country pooh-pooh
Australian table wines this is a
Pity, as many fine Australian wines appeal
Not only to the Australian palette
But also
Your sentimental gestures only bore me to death
You've made a desperate appeal now save your breath
Attachment to obligation through guilt and regret
out.
Private life, drama baby leave me out.
Your sentimental gestures only bore me to death.
You've made a desperate appeal now save your breath.
to death
You've made a desperate appeal now save your breath
Attachment to obligation through guilt and regret
Shit that's so wet
And your sex life
brain's been fried
And I know that tomorrow I'll be just as tired
Why can't I feel like I'm
Walkin' on a rainbow
Life won't appeal
When it all feels
wheel
I'm independent getting wiser really fuck a deal
Free all my niggas out them cells why didn't that shit appeal
Felt like my pops wasn't really there
if she cross that line
I know she looks at me with pity
But all I see is
Blue Jean Denim Jumpsuit
And it always blows my mind
She's a devil, a demon
top dog for pity's sake
So quit your little bellyachin'
Did you make a big mistake
Can't defy laws of gravity
I wonder, Mr. President, ya ready
to death,
You've made a deaperate appeal, now save your breath,
Attachment to obligation, through guilt and regret, shit that's so wet
And your sex life
to death,
You've made a desperate appeal, now save your breath,
Attachment to obligation, through guilt and regret, shit that's so wet
And your sex life
oh, oh
That girl, oh, oh, oh, oh
That girl, oh, oh, oh, oh
That girl, that girl
Now she won't buy my sex appeal
Just an East Coast kid with
Mass Appeal India
सुन
I could take The sun and I could Swallow it whole
Turn my body inside out of you’d be facing gold
But you don’t Believe me
figure from a past--
so remote that it's hardly real,
alter the way I feel?
Pity the child who 25 years on, finds her confidence gone!
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