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Grandma's got new dentures (to eat the crust on pizza)
Taken out by her daughter (because she thought she oughta)
Kids are eating snickers (because
Grandma's got new dentures (to eat the crust on pizza)
Taken out by her daughter (because she thought she oughta)
Kids are eating snickers (because
pleased by the release of John Mccarthy, but
Wanted all hostages freed immediately, safely and unconditionally."

"British journalist john Mccarthy will
of shredded tar
'cause every day's a holiday in Mr.Moody's Garden
Where little girls say pardon
And Bill and Ben found stardom
While playing John Wesley
Every day's a holiday in Mr. Moody's Garden
Where little girls say pardon and how do
You do my name is Nosey
And this is me sister really (really)
Some people like to get away
Some people like to get away
Take a holiday from the neighbourhood
Take flights in Miami beach or to Hollywood
and friends in Hampstead and in Chelsea
We don't go by the London transport
We hire fleets of taxis

Richmond (oh oh oh)
We're all very smart
In Richmond
With fully-fashioned mugs, that's Little John's thugs,
The Barking Slugs - supersmugs!
For today is the day when they sort it out, sort it out,
She read Paris Match by the toilet,
Some crap on John Holiday,
I tried desperately to avoid it,
But that's when she looked my sorry-ass way.
And I would like to play a
Little tune I just composed not so long ago
Ms. Billie Holiday
The music called Jazz

It's roots are in the sounds
don't get fed up
My people rise, my people fight
My people do alright
My people walk with pride and
We're marchin' side by side and
My people laugh,
Chia Pet
MeMaw was flung 'cross the room by her hair
By her sister Ethel who never fought fair

Let's get ready to tumble!!!!!!!

The children all
Yea... Yea... Ay yo
The things I've seen in life will make you choke by surprise
Like an aborted fetus in a jar that opened it's eyes
some of my violent ways
I was locked up for four hundred holidays
I was in the peezee when I heard Easy E and Dr. Dre
Was in the pen for that bad boy
live it 
All day, every days a Billie Holiday 
Lady sings the blues get the street news by the way 
Have you heard crime pay? 
Hit your block like
an attack by an unknown enemy

Fo' fo' bulldog, my motherfucking pet
I point it at you and tell that motherfucker fetch
I'm fucking her good, she got her
of control) {"Ohh!"}
I'm programmed for winnin, Sean John to denim
Fly guy got shoes with fish in water swimmin
You pointed me out, bad guy with the mouth
The beetles were baffled, by the state of bondage
Showin love like Pocahontas savin John Smith
Convinced by the truth of the past, since the body splash

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