Lyrics:
Niggas broke ain't touching pape
Teacher failed my ass like fuck his class I just kept coming late
Woke up to 100k PT Katrina flood the bank
Henry
home...Niggas from the north came bussin'
Henry got hit!
Laid in my arms said can you tell the people bout me?
Make sure they all remember me!
Make sure all my
the place you wanna be, yeah
You're Justin time, veeJammies and Cantina
Hydrate like a flood, drink your wawa and your m1lkdud
Byte off what you chew
Is it
The year old painted pallid gray, the storm was coming in.
Folks were lining out in all directions.
Me and 'Hord' and Henry Short were pitching
with paper
Waves spinnin' like the Titanic, come take a float on
Silky, like King Henry the eight robe in lace frame
Restaurants with skeleton keys,
try to hold dough
Give me mine before Po, wrap you up in so-and-so
I ran the Dark Ages, Constantine and great Henry the Eighth
Built with Ghengis
foul
They want me to flood em so imma pull with the bag
Jitsu be sending em out
These niggas they hated these bitches they all looking sad
Jitsu be
got it all confused lyin to the public
They eyes watching stay wise move above it
Water floods predicted hurricanes twisters
Its all signs
budget
The news got it all confused lyin to the public
They eyes watchin stay wise move above it
Water floods predicted hurricanes twisters
Its all
try to hold dough
Give me mine before Po, wrap you up in so-and-so
I ran the Dark Ages, Constantine and great Henry the Eighth
Built with Ghengis
I'm too paranoid
Clutching my finger
It's on the rod like its finna flood
If you my dawg
Then just be my dawg
You know whats up
I used to pray for my
then put it in our schools as a light
Or since "Give me liberty or give me death", Patrick Henry said
Our country was founded on the Gospel of Jesus
Homebound Henry's got a tumor in his head
He wakes up every morning after dreaming he was dead
He used to think that life was boring, but now
haters, gotta make em feel awkwardly
Den u get u sum work, gone head n flood da whole streets
Den u bare u some arms, gotta stay wit dat heat
Den u cop
could never
My score
Like Henry Mancini
Black Man Genie
Out the lamp
I freed me
And grant no wishes
But my own
Hollow points set the tone
For these rounds
Rats Pigs or Snakes
Y'all make it rain but I make it flood
Hurricane MZH
Stackin that paper (Cash)
I don't see no limits (Nope)
Start talkin bout bread
the shiny type
You might have missed out
On that - sound (What?)
Now what do you call a place
Where money and luxury
Flood outta the pockets
Of every coat you
Mrs Henry had a baby
Called the little bastard John
Said one of these days you're gonna spread your wings
So let's build you strong
It's a means
the closet
And I’m poppin these pills, yeah, just like a Pop-It
I’m dropping too fast, yeah like Henry Ruggs
Make sure that I’m healthy don’t do any drugs
the streets we finna flood it like a basement
Bitch that's progress in the trap
Put the glock inside my lap
Looking like the paparazzi all my n***** pop out,
never lie I swear it's all true
Another trip to the bank so I can flood you with them blues
Your ex was a lame never fucking with ol' dude
Baby love how I
The Bulletin, 23 July 1892
This poem was prompted by reading Henry Lawson's poem "Borderland".
IN DEFENCE OF THE BUSH
(words Banjo Paterson, music
ho un six pack
E Nothing To do
Sono henry rollins ma chill
Sono harry potter ma la magia fuma dalla bacchetta
Sono con la mia
Eleonora duse nel letto
the terrible job Leo did on the roof
that caused the flood next to the garbage cans
which culminated in the tragic call to the roofer
who really and truly fell.
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