Lyrics:
balling
While im brawling coughing
How so appalling
Shedding the fake friends
On my own terms cold stern
No need for a law firm
Shit burns like acid
They
You stand
A friend through the ages
True-hearted and stern
New hands
Clasped in the changes
Rules compel you to turn
And the ghosts they lie under
Howard Stern used
To work radio in Detroit
Before he became a New York City big shot
Howard and the clowns go way back"
I'm Violent J and I'm certified
gut,geschlossener Kreis, brauch no new friends
Damals Körbe heute ist sie mein Fan
Lang im Schatten heute bin ich ein Stern
Jetzt können alle gut sehen glaub mir
renders perverse
Un-condoned exhibitions at centers of earths
Only worse
Only worse
Only such discontent
With cross brows bound grimaced
Such stern alarms
there's only one place that was meant for me
Oh, to be home again
Down in old Virginny
With my very best friend
They call him Ragtime Willie
We're
there's only one place that was meant for me
Oh, to be home again
Down in old Virginny
With my very best friend
They call him Ragtime Willie
We're
It happened one day near December's end when two neighbors
Called on an old friend and they found his shop so meager and
Lean made gay with
on the stern
I'm a good friend to the rain
Alone against the pain
In silent nights where mysteries remain
Proud to break the bloody chains
Around the weary
return
It's best I let them burn
This vessels sinking at the stern
But I'm bootin up again, speed ballin me and my good friends
We travel hours just
turns into night
Infinite darkness beckons me
No more sun, no more light
Ships tied stern to stern
A battle on the north sea waves
Hearts of braves
heights and Remember that you are special
Learn from everyone you meet And who can board your vessel
In return real friends you won't Have to wrestle
Or be
We got the jazz, we got the jazz
We got the jazz, we got the jazz
We got the jazz, we got the jazz
We got the jazz, we got the jazz
Stern firm
a U-turn
First I was dumb, then a nigga had to unlearn
Might start a podcast just like Howard Stern
Might start a podcast just like Joe Rogan
You ain't gotta
We got the jazz, we got the jazz
We got the jazz, we got the jazz
We got the jazz, we got the jazz
We got the jazz, we got the jazz
Stern firm
The stern old conductor then started his round
Collecting tickets from everyone there
And finally reaching the side of the boy
He gruffly demanded his fare
or fair,
you'll cremate my last remains."
Well, a friend's last need is a thing to heed,
so I swore I would not fail.
We started on at the streak of dawn,
your wife's best friend
Your Percy, or your cock
You can wrap it up in ribbons
You can slip it in your sock
But don't take it out in public
Or they will
friend says 'Statistic: arrests get worse when you give 'em aggression'"
"Systemic oppression's been negligible ever since X quit disturbing the village"
stern
I don't judge like stern
More like simon
When I saw red
He got frightened
If i want bread
Dont do consignment
Stand up and work
Or sit and stay
one place that was meant for me
Oh to be home again
Down in old Virginny
With my very best friend
They call him Ragtime Billy
We're gonna sooth
little boy who sat by himself
Was reading a letter he had
You could plainly tell by the look on his face
That the contents of it made him sad
The stern
And our spirit's almost gone
The Devil take the cavalry
That sold us for a song
There's Chi-Chi's on the starboard, lads
And Chi-Chi's in the stern
the Hemmingways
On a schooner from Key West
They'd come to make a movie
About long forgotten times
See old friends, drink some rum
And visit family shrines
So how
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