Lyrics:
Bob, Jesus brother Bob
A nobody relative of the son of god
If only I'd been born, just a little sooner
I'd be more than the brother of god jr.
"No comprendo."
Bob: "No comprendo? I'll show you 'No comprendo'!"
Jr.: "Mom! Dad! Look over here! Get a picture of me next to the cucumber
in authentic
see my pistol lettin it go
I couldn't wait to do a song right, hardly 'gon do ya wrong
Time to party, Meth, Stephen Marley and Jr. Gong
So selecta, come
piranhas, like two Obamas, unfold the drama
Word is out, hysteria you heard about
Nas and Jr. Gong came to turn it out
Body the verses till they scream
piranhas, like two Obamas, unfold the drama
Word is out, hysteria you heard about
Nas and Jr. Gong came to turn it out
Body the verses till they scream
couldn't wait to do a song right, hardly 'gon' do ya wrong
Time to party, Meth, Stephen Marley and Jr. Gong
So selecta, come with it, awww shit it
Now
get me funds
Wha mi sing, one Jr.Gong what a hefty sum
Youngest veteran intercept di run
Artist a carry feelings and tears a run
Say you know, say
Sempre com várias mulher do meu lado, eu pareço o Ronaldinho Gaúcho
Preto fazendo dinheiro, no topo, mano, tipo Vinícius Jr.
Meu bonde passando de nave
Sicka than a bird flu I am the Birdman Jr.
And you niggas just bird food
We livin' in a whirlpool u gotta eat or get ate
And you look like bait
Don't
Im holdin it down
Even thought im not a veteran G
Im goin for rounds
You might as well call me Roy jr.
Ill take your game over
Should've knocked
burn gusto pick ya urn
ninja give the Fooly back its not yurn
ninja give the Fooly back its not yurn
Cuntry Hippie light the bob in let it burn
to the shack
I'll always remember
Go burn in hell, you hack
Alex Jr.
I miss you all the time
Alex Jr.
I have to say goodbye
My hands
Are fading
They are numb
at kerrang, bob guccione jr. at spin
What you pissed off 'cause your dad gets more pussy than you?
Fuck you! suck my fuckin' dick!
You be rippin' off
Germany Bobby Sparks II Jonathan Dubose, Jr. Chad and Chay Wright at Mousetrap Studios: Granda Hills, CA (percussion) and Mason McCall at Collora Piano
Hank Jr. - Family Tradition; Willie Nelson - Angel Flyin' Too Close To The Ground; Ray Price - Crazy Arms; Johnny Cash - Sunday Morning Coming Down. Now
Williams Sr., Hank the third and his dad
Hank Williams Jr. I mean he's bad
Willie Nelson, Waylon too
I like newgrass, bluegrass, and Emmylou
I like Pete
hans. Et par
stormfulle år senere reiser Norma videre, og Robert jr. blir plassert på vernehjemmet
Ruppen i Gamlebyen. Ved en snodig tilfeldighet vokser
on got their Bluetooth on
T-shirts sayin' "Go Sooners"
Then the girl from the small town took off the "Old Town"
Put on a little Hank Jr. (Thank God)
Sicka than a bird flu I am the Birdman Jr.
And you niggas just bird food
We livin' in a whirlpool u gotta eat or get ate
And you look like bait
Don't
Grandma was baking all night long
Until she died from nothing at all
The Bob man raised his axe
The bear fired right back
The bitch of a bear was so cruel
greatness (Uh-huh)
My man Hell Rell's in the building, BX borough. (Uh-huh)
J.R. Writer's here, you know he's the Writer Of Writers
Right now, I don't know
hands
That's the same kid that cut his wrists, talking bout the cuffs did it
He ran away, fronting majorly, eyes like Sammy Davis Jr.
Rounded off with
hard
And if the food ain't on the stove I hunt for it
But in the meantime you can call me young Roy
Jones Jr. fighting the drugs and gun charge
Shit,
shape-shifting alien reptiles
And have infiltrated the Bush family, Margaret Thatcher
Bob Hope, and the British royals, among others
JFK Jr. is alive and well
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