Search results for 'Office of Mine Reclamation'

alive
Reclamation
With powers outside my own
Reclamation
Engraved in Stone

Enough chances have drifted by
I must reclaim what’s mine
Reclaim what’s mine

Oh the principals office waiting for them to call my parents fuck you.
You always trying to fuck with our life's oh weres the principals office
I swear

going to run off in the end
You can hate but it costs for the sin
I'm a boss make the office a Benz
It's mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine
She say

in the back right of his office
Well it's mine now since I guess now I'm the boss
The operation's done and I'd say it's pretty flawless

Another normal

Now Or Never

The Roots

How I Got Over [Clean]

2010

used to be the underdog is icons
People say the light shines once in a lifetime
Is this mid-life kind of crisis a little bit like mine?
I'm thinking

trap
Yo shit sound like an act
Mine is a clap-back like Mortal Kombat
I'm bizarre 'cause I'm from fucking Mars
I go rogue like I'm Darth Vader
(I'm so

Big Cheese

Nirvana

Bleach

1989

Big cheese make me
Mine says, go to the office

Big cheese make me
Mine says, one that stays

Black is black, straight back
Need more enemies

mine
Reverse appropriation. Reclamation. Repo time.
I'm from the 'burbs so I see both sides
I know exactly what I'm dealing with
I read y'all mind

Look,

Principal's Office

Young MC

The Best of Young MC

1999

to the prinicipal's office you go

recess

Verse 3:
passing notes is my favorite pass time,
I can't wait to find a girl to pass mine to,
to express my feelings,
give me

the one and only sequel
I don't need no desert eagle
I got something way more lethal
Mine is my cerebral
You could never see what we do
Inspired your

by the sense of temptation
With no hopes of reclamation
It's all the same 
And no it'll never change
Nothing matters so why are we alive

Looks like

J! Forces!
Timberland step with the bosses
Four! Courses!
Up in the Stu where the sauce is
Aye! Otis, too much paper the office
Aye! Losses, even

Never Any Good

Martin Simpson

Prodigal Son

2007

You were never any good with money.
You couldn't even hold a job, 
Not steady enough for the office, 
Not hard enough for the hod.
You'd rather

office got big office
Look at his wallet got big wallet
Look at your wrist you a big talker
Nigga this mine yea i been got it
This shit can't fit in my

that pretty pussy

Said, it's the same thing еvery time
Bitches be way out of line
Niggas, be droppin' a dime
Fuck 'em though, i'ma get mine
(Get mine

much in the end

As today, the day of my reclamation of my own story
Not for you, or from anybody really
I sit by the white gray windowsill and smile

A hope slowly decaying 
I'm pleading for reclamation 
But I see no salvation

And through it all
I have to catch myself when I fall
Scream out for help
But

reclamation it's theft, Whats right is yours and whats mine is left
Understandings not demanding 'less the size of your ego isn't kept
What arrogance as you

mine
I'm on the floor
I'm in a blanket fort built just for one
If I never leave
I'll never know what I have done

I'm out-of-touch and uninvested

and says
"wut do u kno? its off to the principals office you go"



recess!!


passin notes is my favorite pass tym
i cant wait to find the girl to pass mine

How fucking long you politicians stay in office
Every time you speak you just focus on the caucus
Bitch you awful
Hoe you getting sloppy
Tryna make

However the streets care to define it
I don't know
I'm in my office
I'm on my boss shit
I can't call it
What you offering
And what the cost is
I'm all on it

on the hills.
Liar in office with his hundred dollar bills,
Gasoline tongue flip cyanide pills.
You ready? (There's a fire on the hills)
It's on (There's a fire

Preservation of Death

Impaled

Death After Life

reshaped mine

Stuck with a codgerie of bodies
My aims have something new to embody

Flasks brimming with nutritive concoctions
To stave off decay