Lyrics:
"My Love Is Like a Star" it's actually
Written by Tody Gad and James Morrison
Who I'm a huge fan of, and I
Loved his music for so long
And when I
bare feet
Throw in that Van Morrison CD
Chip away little by little till you find your groove
I'll pick up some take-out
We can just hang out
Levi's
a superstar
Come let me sign you up
(Let's get into it)
Ooh it's the lights (You're blinded by the)
Action! (You need that)
Hollywood!
Ooh it's
All my friends
Wanna know why you ain't figured it out just yet
All my friends
Been readin' the books by Morrison & West
All my friends
Wanna know
Morrison, all of them ended by Hollywood
Thank God for Hollywood
Hollywood
You sure you want this, baby?
Hollywood, it's the most addictive drug in
as
Our favorite movie stars from Jesse James to
Charles Manson, the media
Since their inception
Have turned criminals into folk heroes they
Just created
a superstar
Come let me sign you up
(Let's get into it)
Ooh it's the lights (You're blinded by the)
Action! (You need that)
Hollywood!
Ooh it's
(1-2-3-4)
Now
You start by hitting The One
A good place to start, is on the Kick drum
(Yeah, like a big dinosaur walk... You feeling that? Good)
You
[Toni Morrison]
“We die, that may be the meaning of life.
But we do language, that may be the measure of our lives.”
[Verse: Graphene]
Language
and let me activate
A louder sound provided by Jammin' James
On a flex, guess what's coming next
A dope rhyme by the D Double T-X
On the mic to engage
that early
In Morrison lines just beginning
Getting followed by feds like
"your hype cause your blick" but
We still rose from those cold
Broken nights
I was six the day James Baldwin died, and fifteen in ninety-six when Tupac's mother
Cried
Turned twenty in twenty-oh-one when Bush lied, and today in
I came with a groove
Ball like Jordan flu
What they tryna say?
What they tryna do?
That ain't fit the shoes
What I gotta prove?
I stay in my lane
ragazza è Lilith
Mi scopa e fa due tiri
Morirò in un bagno, Jim Morrison in vasca
James Dean in auto, sto bruciando
Io e te sotto un camion, buio nella
The afternoon has gently passed me by
The evening spreads its sail against the sky
Waiting for tomorrow
It's just another day
God bid yesterday
you fooling?
Pussy ass nigga still hating
Boy, I'm used to it
All that talking and critiquing
Nigga you do it
Freak ho's, groove to it
Step- better move
Performed by minneapolis
Composed by sonny t.
M p l(l) s
I used 2 play the gig at archie's bunker
Then I up and joined the jeffersons
I was in a band
Jack the Ripper, a man, not a myth
A-K-A James Todd Smith
Hard like penitentiary steel
Breaking necks while I flex my sex appeal
Home girls in
column, didn't have to cook a rock
A damn goodie two-shoes, that what they call ya
Never judge a person or a book by it's covers
Just because my tone is
If there's a god, god bless the boys who pull me up from the lows
Praise Howlin' Wolf, Dylan
Praise Little Feat and Morrison
When my obsessions
myself to go off track
Stay back, I got the power, I'm--
[Chorus:]
Jack the Ripper, a man, not a myth
A-k-a James Todd Smith
Hard like
And "jiggaboo" and "spearchucker"
And ugly real ugly
By the local White folks
And the local Negroes too
Just because she was born tobacco brown like James Brown
Ma
the feeling,
Music gave ya back in the day?"
Let's groove,
September,
Earth, Wind and Fire.
Hot Pants by James,
Sly's gonna take you higher.
Minor keys
See every time you come around
You got to bring Jim, James, Paul, and Tyrone
See why can't we be by ourselves, sometimes
See I've been having this
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