Lyrics:
thirteen year old boobs
I'd hang out by the junior
High like my dad does
Tom: Hey
You know what I learned in fifth grade?
Mark: What's that
Your dad has
their world we will be free
Bob Catley: With our minds we'll shape their fate
Steve Lee:
Now the die is cast, the first step taken
A glimmer of hope
gedisst
Ab heute sind wir Feinde wie
Die Bloods und Crips
G-Funk-Einfluss, C Walk ist ein Muss
Drive-By, es reicht meist zu zielen
Nur ein Schuss von
about Bob in a subsequent song
Did he die in a fire?
Or was he abducted by aliens?
Did he yearn to climb higher
Than us middling homo sapiens?
Gone
Side!
When I pull out the chopper 100 round drum, all hollow
Vas-y suce mon flow, vas-y suce mon bob, vas-y suce mon équipe
Vas-y suce mon flow,
[Bob Marley (MC Lyte)]
We jammin' (Bob Marley, Bob Marley)
I wanna jam it with you
We jammin' (Bob Marley, Bob Marley)
I hope you like jammin'
You're all (lie together, cry together)
I need (I swear to God I hope we fuckin' die together)
To get by
You're all (lie together, cry together)
You're all (lie together, cry together)
I need (I swear to God I hope we fuckin' die together)
To get by
You're all (lie together, cry together)
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
great
You just hate
And its a little bit to late
To recreate
What we had
To re-open the gates
I hope I never have to see your face
Ye Ye
Damn straight!
hopes and fears
Dreamin' of the day
He could turn and say
Poor Tom, work's done,
Been lazin' out in the noonday sun
Ain't a thing that you
we live in
Dont know if or when Ill give in
Hope to see you at the finish
If I die I hope they listen
Fighting wars that lie deep within
Pray that
to see me
Tom Brady to the world
I'm the best you can never beat me
Shoot em in the head with that money gun
So much money like
Where he get that money
Life's a bitch and then you die
Got rhymes 365 days annual plus some
I'm working a nine to five just to survive
Barely staying alive
Hard to stay focused
way
Felt something inside
Had so much pride but scared to die
No man i'm just feeling the juice
They let me step into the booth
Bro how you can't handle
the road, poor boy
Tom Joad come a-walkin' down the road
Tom Joad, he met a truck driving man
There he caught him a ride
He said, I just got loose from
the road, poor boy,
Tom Joad come a-walkin' down the road.
Tom Joad, he met a truck driving man;
There he caught him a ride.
He said, "I just got loose from
to the metal
I'm rugged and rough for Cocoa Puffs, and yes, I love my Fruity Pebbles
So howdy, my partner, I starts to get meaner
So ask Bob for hope, nope, not
slipped
The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out,
从头开始就没善他表面兔子却是狼豺
电话那头传来质疑声说lie lie
everyone can talk about this
e-pal bob and Mike
i try day by day never say die
listen this real shit called tom type
wake up young
I hope I die in my sleep, 'cause I'm tired of living
I hope these hoes get tired of taking, 'cause I'm tired of giving
I guess I'll never be free,
and recognize the alphabet
You can't survive in a room full of Gs
Coached by my Uncle Lil' Mane, I resemble him
They tryna steal the game
And we killing all
and cry
Hang down your head, Tom Dooley
Poor boy, you're bound to die
By this time tomorrow, I reckon where I'll be
In some lonesome valley, buried 'neath
through the church
I was in the pew and knew that I had to search
We are all here 'cause fear is what they serve you will surely die but then's the rebirth
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