Lyrics:
to mop ya
Don't make me drop ya
Yous a big talker
Kill all that noise right now
Or I'll shut you up
This is your first and final offer
I'll whoop that ass
until I did?
At Opsware
We started in the Server Automation market
When we received our first inquiries
Offers for the Server Automation company
We had
In an overflowing bathtub of red water
The first and the last time he ever relaxed
And they said
He had a smile on his face
His final offer
Don't patronize me
Cause I can't make you love me if you don't
I can't make your heart feel something it won't
Here in the dark, in these final hours
I
I'm going out in a blaze of glory
And Lord, I never drew first
But I drew first blood
And I'm no one's son
Call me young gun
You ask about my
can sum up
My religious feelings in a couple
Of paragraphs first: I
Believe in you and me i'm
Like Albert Schweitzer and Bertrand
Russell and Albert
I'm going out in a blaze of glory
And Lord, I never drew first
But I drew first blood
And I'm no one's son
Call me young gun
You ask about my
I'm all lost in the supermarket
I can no longer shop happily
I came in here for that special offer
A guaranteed personality
I wasn't born so
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (it's the first of the month)
So get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (so cash your checks and come
realize that IM THE FINAL BOSS CHAN
Hope to take it, to make it
But I'm not one to fake it
Over bake it, then rake it
Thats how my bread do
Comin first
forced game"
Snorta, snorta make an offer "no prob' I could cook it for ya"
Mi casa su casa partna "my partnas get stupid guallas"
Retail shops and beauty
Yet I offer the world another chance
To look inward and reconsider its stance
On color and fragrance and art
Oh, don't lose your heart
Our final date
leaf clover
2 to 3 shots for opponents
Call came in must exterminate the rodents
See it on da news gotta offer my condolence
Gave ya momma love cuz i
others
Excelled at nearly every task
And when he'd graduated high school
Of course, he was the first one in his class
And in his eighteenth
An innkeeper wakes at a knock on his door
A traveler's there, tired and worn
He offers him one final bed on the floor
On the night of the first Christmas Eve
Mandy: Coming bursting in here first thing in the morning
with some tale about Oriental fortune tellers...
get out!
Wise Man 1: No.
circus
Why consider selling my soul cuz that shit it ain't worth it
But now they trynna offer me the best ride
Claim they got the keys to offer me the best
me to give in so I can close my eyes
And where the gods can't even slumber
I offer you a place to call your home
Just obey, and watch all those clouds
showed you how
First you had a lot to offer
And to show
But now you showing out
Now you showing out
Yea, why you showing out
Yea, yea
First you had a lot
But first, I'd like you to meet my friend Bob (huh?)
Say hi, Bob (hi, Bob) Bob's thirty and still lives with his mom
And he don't got a job, 'cause
But first, I'd like you to meet my friend Bob (huh?)
Say hi, Bob (hi, Bob) Bob's thirty and still lives with his mom
And he don't got a job, 'cause
forever
Our show's at your service on behalf of Final Chapter
? I'm not a rapper, quick to slap ya
Got scheme, its not a factor, we gotta shine first
wonder did he think
He'd lose his life in the blink of an eye
I'm guessing only God knows the reply
I think about X like in his final breath
Did he expect
You got a friend in me, you got it period baby
I dig your energy, I mean that literally baby
Stop playing games with me, no final fantasies baby
I
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