Lyrics:
I was thinking of a series of dreams
Where nothing comes up to the top
Everything stays down where it's wounded
And comes to a permanent stop
World series champ
Yeah b***h i’m the man
Hit it out the park
Take it home i ran
World series champ
They call me the man
World series champ
MVP ya
I don't like you T-Series
Nothing personal, kid
But I must go all out
Just this once
Bobs or vegana, whichever will it be?
Sit the fuck down
I was thinking of a series of dreams
Where nothing comes up to the top
Everything stays down where it's wounded
And comes to a permanent stop
Jah told you, in his own words
And I'll see you through
To guide you through this cold world
And I'll see you through
Jah told you, in his own
Hello this is Horst Grabosch with his most popular male, British machine voice.
The series of productions on which this compilation is based were
Looking at the series of my
Of my past life
Searching for the realness of signs
Looking at the series of my quest
Who am I
Searching for the realness
The pc family and the boys
All what I had in this world
Today my studio all red
Like the wine that I drink
Whenever I am sad
During late hours just
dad hates to hear my name
So the pressure is on
All eyes on us
This is our World Series Game
I can see the people
I see them crowding in, yeah
For many
T-Series (Yeah)
It's your big day (Woo)
Incredible job
I know we had our differences
But today
I just wanna tell you
Ay congratulations, it's
T-Series (Yeah)
It's your big day (Woo)
Incredible job
I know we had our differences
But today
I just wanna tell you
Ay congratulations, it's
T-Series! (Yeah!)
It's your big day! (Woo!)
Incredible job!
I know I blew up your farm
But I just wanna tell you
A congratulations, it's
T-Series! (Yeah!)
It's your big day! (Woo!)
Incredible job!
I know we had our differences
But today, I just wanna tell you
A congratulations,
Clarity is scary
Been on that for a minute
I've been travelling the world
Seeing you through the series
And I've been so embarrassed
She done seemed
I was thinking of a series of dreams
Where nothing comes up to the top
Everything stays down where it's wounded
And comes to a permanent stop
Like the Yankees when I come past Home run,
That boy out the park, bases loaded, world series, that boy hustle smart
Streets talkin', gotta be doin'
track coach. But then
Anyway, he picked it up and
Without any previous training
See, stepping in and doing that
He went over there and
Set the world
you'd love to party
I know I can't help you sorry
A series Monogatari
You take time out your day (Out your day)
You go out of your way (Out my way)
Two
this for a century
My patience's got so far away from me
I'm just a human
I Can't move mountains
Get this world off my back I wish I can
I'm floating
Intro
Eazydoe you ready know
Pre chorus
Im tryna travel the world
Might buy you diamonds on pearls
Tell me your secrets girl
I said tell me your
Here we are folks
The dream we all dream of
Boy versus girl in the World Series of love
Tell me, have you got the look?
You walked in, I woke
Here we are folks
The dream we all dream of
Boy versus girl in the World Series of love
Tell me, have you got the look?
You walked in, I woke
Here we are folks
The dream we all dream of
Boy versus girl in the World Series of love
Tell me, have you got the look?
You walked in, I woke
it's by no means the only factor that should stand to motivate
Your own confident scheming to build a world from your dreaming
And beam up out
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