Lyrics:
my way
Went to burly scooped a sectional couch
It’s a great place to have sex with the mouth
My boys told me to cut that line out
And my peers told me
a phone call.
You see. Lauren, I mean, I'm sorry... Lorraine, sorry Lorr. Lorraine... 'Arry Harris, bomber Harris, Mrs.
Bomber Harris, was expecting 'Arry
And on the other side you've
got Infinite Dreams, Killers, Still Life - Harris and Murray wrote that song, debuted number twelve, got to
number six again! My
He's woken up now
Detective?
Oh I'm sorry, what?
Mr. Harris is awake, you can come in and see him now
Great
Thank you, miss
Oh no problem
And Mr.
America great
Needless to say again
When stealing slaves and land is the ultimate sin
November 3rd Im Biden Harris unite for the win
Sergio Verse 1
Cops
Intro:
Yo
You have now reached, the back of the High Life
Ah-ha!
Thanks for comin? out
I?ve been your host, Mac Miller
It?s been great spendin?
Chief Justice Roberts, Vice-President Harris, Speaker Pelosi, Leader Schumer, Leader McConnell, Vice-President Pence. My distinguished guests, my
regular hobby this is a passion
My life's about rapping and stacking
CEO Harris bitch we on the way up
No time for no hater
If we pull up send them cheques
To The Hills, Total Eclipse, Number Of The Beast, and Remember Tomorrow live. Aaah!
Box number four. Do you like it so far? What a great set of singles and all
cucurullo (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Denny walley (slide guitar, vocals)
Tommy mars (keyboards, vocals)
Peter wolf (keyboards)
Bob harris (keyboards, trumpet,
I’m gonna vote for Donald trump
Joe Biden is a chump
Mike Pence is a great man
Kamala Harris its a sham
Nancy Pelosi is a skank
Chuck Schumer’s smell
America the Beautiful
America the Great
No Unity No United States
America the Beautiful
America the ugly
America has shown
America don’t love me
Monoliths to the end
It's coming
Riding on a white horse
He's coming the great divorce
It's coming
Riding on a white horse
He's coming the great divorce
Is
vent
Sans rien, sans toi, sans rien, sans toi
Je laisserai ma marque, pis pas juste un doigt
Je me ferai une place dans le rap québécois
Sans rien, sans
nigga
Like, when they write the history books they gonna look at this shit like The Great Depression
You know the stock exchange
This shit is historic,
times weren’t so good
You’ve made a tremendous
Sacrifice to really be a great Wife and Mom
I want to thank my children
Marcus, Tre, Chauncey
And Dayo for
Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
Ike willis (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Ray white (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Bob harris (boy soprano, trumpet)
Steve vai
cucurullo (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Denny walley (slide guitar, vocals)
Tommy mars (keyboards, vocals)
Peter wolf (keyboards)
Bob harris (keyboards, trumpet,
jazz is to me
History repeating itself like a
All the great cars of the world in one massive collision
All the doctors swallowed up by one
Frank zappa (guitar, vocals, drum machine)
Steve vai (guitar, acoustic guitar)
Ray white (guitar, vocals)
Roy estrada (vocals)
Bob harris (boy
to
(Mattress Music)
She'll be singing
(Ohh)
Yeah
And I'ma be your host Marques Huston
So just let the CD go get into it
She'll be saying go
Ohh
has an O-level in chemo-hygiene.
Simon-Zinc-Trumpet-Harris (T.J.) , married to a very attractive table
lamp. Nigel Incubator-Jones (J.C.), his best
Don Juan The Great to late nigga
I don't speak a lot I peep a lot I creep a lot
And people who speakin usually weak and out for peace and no beef
still jacking off and proceeding my life careless
And getting more pussy 'cause I tell bitches I'm Wood Harris (as you should)
LA to Paris, I'm getting
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