Lyrics:
the
Lorton Furlough program
And brother Richard X of Buffalo
New York faces 13
Hundred-and-65 did he say, "One
Thousand, three hundred
And sixty-five years?"
to get it (let's get it)
These niggas pussy OMG they bitches (pussy)
They snitchin' free my big brother Richard
'Cause I was in the room when they tried
Brothers
Richard fez mais um hit
No meu face foi uou
E o suor tá no ABStretch
(Rian Olajos)
Ou Ou
Hoje eu comecei mandando minha rima
Cheguei
Tony are you proud..
cre you proud...
Brother Richard are you proud..
Pastor pastor are you proud..
Yeah I'm talking are you proud?..
We gon it wear it
Cancer was moving quicker,
I was sending GOD prayers that probably ain't get delivered,
Was reaching out to family and calling my brother Richard,
They
a hurry we don’t never worry sauce a nigga like he was some curry
Free my blood brother Richard wish it wasn’t true
Bro really locked for something he
of Locksley’s fighting for the meek
King John of England was an evil man - who ruled the land with an iron hand
whilst his brother Richard was abroad-
wo wan samilo
Bere togo Abidjan
We give you glory as we honor you
Cos your plan na plantain if money no dey
No time for story brother Richard lowo mi
Her heart was full of sorrow
The news somewhat delayed
Her younger brother Richard
In battle he was betrayed
A Greyfriars church in Mechelen
In
laugh at my brother Little Richard
When he says you ain't gave him nothing.
Let's leave him out of this Hell, that ain't no joke.
His songs are still
doing them all like tanner
You don't like me switch the channel
I got that bitch on control
I shoot that opp on patrol
I got that cane my brother sold
contract (years after this, my kids are still gonna make the grands)
Tony, you (and you laughed at my brother, Little Richard)
When he says u ain't gave
them calling
Micky said he heard my passion on the Hardway
Wanted me to write a track for his dear brother that passed away
His name was Richard one
on the fits
All them nights when I had none, I swear to God that I'm gon' shit
I'm gon' bust down all my brothers, put a Richard on my wrist
Take my bitch
Shoutouts to all the local Graff writers. Your moms... The Mario Brothers.
Ben Browder. Richard Dean Anderson. James Spader, he was the bomb in Supernova, yo.
Big titties look nice in a white tee, gotta leave her cause her mama don't like me
But her brother got her Richard and it's pricey
Hit a lick, then I
An old man told me of deeds he had done,
Of Tewkesbury Field fourteen seventy one.
King Edward the Fourth and his brothers two,
One Richard
I owe you one nigga
Brookstown Richard, that's my little brother
Everytime I think about him, gotta tell him that I love him
Praying to the Lord
in the stable door
Of his brothers' mine
The night that Richard died
The newscaster cries
Forgive him all their lies
Forgive them for their lies
nobody gonna come and take it
Told brother he can
Get a Richard in a minute
Paycheck got 7 zeros
Ima still not be finished
And that's a minimum
Life bout
Scientist Reed Richards
Sister and brother sue and johnny storm
And pilot ben grimm
Sneak off to space in a rocket
In space the four are bombarded by cosmic
would hold up, blowin hitters with smoke away
And then there was Bullet Joe, also was Smokey Joe
King Richard and Savateen, and brothers like Ed Pole
and the Hurricanes live in the dark
Johnny Kid
Johnny Johnny and they live in the dark
Born on a Monday, dead within a year
A black mass for Richard Kaey
My
while my brother rolls
So me and Keith (Richards) will prolly blow it down
Cross it off the list, I am never off my shift
I squeeze all my clothes,
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