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of the Sunday school choir , his dream and ambition of taking music as a career was stimulated when he watched his Sunday school music teacher , Cinderella Sanyu
He was also a member of the Sunday school choir , his dream and ambition of taking music as a career was stimulated when he watched his Sunday school
with me, In my Bugatti They don't like me, but I like boobies I go to school and smoke on them doobies I'm from wisconsin, I eat that blue cheese They
It is sad to think that the first few People on earth needed no books, movies Games or music to inspire Cold-blooded murder the day That Cain bashed
to balance my school and my music Yes my ice, is the coldest Cause I don't sin, I thought you noticed All of my music I got I'ma blow it Blow up, yea And I
Deadliest school shooting since Sandy Hook On Valentine's Day yesterday in Florida, it tore legs It's 5:30 AM, the news has been on since I've been
music in Brazil. The manuscript says: “for the teaching of sacred music in female secondary schools”. It was preformed for the first time on November
growing up, I had People thinking that they were always better Than me at everything that I did, whether it was getting To school on time, Whether It was
animals with penises day or something doesn't show up in The discordian calendar Ah the interwebs inform me that indeed it is National barbershop music
I’m in Wisconsin, home of the cheese and cows You gotta know how we be now I don’t give a shit about this game This is rap, but I think it’s kinda
head with echoes Music in my headphones High school was a mess though I'm talking rejects, school bus in my pockets Sick of all the nonsense Way too
and my cerebellum The though process that helps me get dressed Get up and go to school, sit down and take a test It helps me determine if a girl is fine
They wanting to glow But they in the dark And they ain't no phosphors My show selling out all rows Your music give out like d rose Your flows are to old
the pressure now it's time to intensify I tried to school dog ended up popping him like Columbine Bitch this that loose talk The weed so loud I swear to God that
gave my all to this shit Yeah, hooping for the school, I played at PG Coach subbed me out the game for a better G I guess playing ball really wasn't for
Free Association Psycho fucking pricks The art of becoming is the Beginning of the end Bastard child from a rabid bitch Go to town with a pump
music but yourself It ain't nothin to me, I judge an emcee by hearin if what they say is raw Not the guest appearances your label pays for They put it
over our children just so That we can be given association with this society Its true that were getting schools and hospitals, economy But what are they
to anyone like DoorDash I'm old school Orlando, Skull Kingdom and Wet & Wild Baggy pants and tall tees and pictures where you never smile Been doing this
home Has a daughter but his favorite artist said he slays hoes Picks her up from school, music slaps on the way home Censorship's an issue 'cause they
the type to block a bitch, be careful with that Louis, it's a glock in it They'd rather hate me than to say I'm hard I only listen to your music just
problem child Care package incomplete Control freaks of the industry rule Number four thousand and Eighty one too many children killed in school Work away
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