Lyrics:
was afternoon tea, I was saloon,
She was Junior League, I was Dodgers,
But I loved her morning, night and noon.
Opposites attract, the wise men
was afternoon tea, I was saloon,
She was Junior League, I was Dodgers,
But I loved her morning, night and noon.
Opposites attract, the wise men
They can't do it like me
Too locked in, I been in my zone
If you don't ride with me
Then Imma make it on my own
Waiting for my demise
Been too long,
league for combat
My mother the war
Well acquainted
With sorrow
With grief
My mother the war
Folded lace
Carrion and
Blood soaked
voll in Action
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League of Legends Warzone Destiny
Im wilden Westen reitest du durch endlos weites Land
In Red Dead
your capability
Hey git!
In the league of mental short-arse
And you will never recompense
For your war versus intelligence
War versus
league, iron league
Put the muscle to the test
There's no rules, no limit
A battle zone and we're in it
Got the urge to go over the top
Welcome to the iron
gang squaded up like it's Warzone
My head set on doing God's work through a microphone
I'm going strong
Career on Tom Brady
It's going long
Undrafted but
Step into the arena
Got war paint on our sleeves yeah
Glory's out there waiting
If you're brave enough to take it
Our footsteps fall like thunder
You
outta your league
We like dem boys that be in them lac's leanin' (leanin')
Open their mouth their grill gleamin' (gleamin')
Candy paint, keep that
the:
League
League
Of Nations, oh
The league
League
Of Nations
If Earth must fall again
Into the pits of hell, then
We will not send men to the war
We
phone talkin' shit, hangin' up
I gotta show you how a nigga bang it up
Slangin' cuts
Your squad against mine
You're minor leagues with major
The dream police
Slogan: what is on your mind?
The airwave boys
Junkies won't get radio time
The purist league
White trenchcoats in pre-war
await.
(Verse 3)
Wards and vision, the fog of war to lift,
Objectives secured, the enemy's rift,
Inhibitor down, the nexus to sift,
In the League
of the ruler
In the twenties (twenties)
We'll be grinding in a pile of moolah
Listen up, you motherfuckers
Those ivy league dopes, they want to mock us
niggaz I fuck wit (uh uh)
Y'all niggaz minor league in my eyes for real
Y'all niggaz want to pop shit? See me when ya get a record deal
Y'all niggaz
stone it's in my ancestry
I'm in a whole 'nother league, niggas never catch me
And I sport fly shit, I should win the ESPY
(When you're blue, and got
The dream police
Slogan, what is on your mind?
The airwave boys
Junkies won't get radio time
The purist league
White trenchcoats in pre-war
stone it's in my ancestry
I'm in a whole 'nother league, niggas never catch me
And I sport fly shit, I should win the ESPY
(When you're blue, and got
wasn't ours, we compete
Poor minds, poor decision makers
No reward, then what's the risk you taking?
New bitch I been fucking might start a rap war
That this boy is looking for
She's got eyes that are brighter than a summer sky
And a smile that could stop a war
No surprise seeing heads turn when
We've paid in hell since Moscow burned
As Cossacks tear us piece by piece
Our dead are strewn a hundred leagues
Though death would be a sweet
I've got sunshine in my pocket, I'm just right here in my zone
I've got Sade in my tape deck, I'm just movin' right along
All these haters really
Den BVB schau' ich gerne
Die Saison war ganz schön herbe
Erfolge kommen und gehen
Nur schwarz gelb bleibt aufrecht stehen
In der Liga nur fünfter
Im
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