Lyrics:
And when it's time to go to war, I'm right there with my bros
If they take one of mine, I'm taking ten of your bros
But gotta get on up, like I'm James Brown
Hello, hello
Today we'll be doing a reading of
The Gift of the Magi, which was published by O. Henry
In the December of 1905
The Gift of the Magi
never get the last nail outta the cross
Befuddled by life and alone in death
My dearest companion is crystal meth
Dinosaurs callin' me back in time
Rodeo
Written By: Jessica Clarke
Intro:
Pretty brown, brown drivin me wild
Dada da dada da dada da da
Pretty brown, brown drivin me wild
Dada da
mean to brag, there's the tag
Brown got a brand new bag
Shining star up to par
Bars guitars
So far so good, gettin' greater at last
Where it counts,
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
Remember the first time you watched boyz n the hood,
Rat tail in the back, while my Barber fades me,
Do you remember when?
Yes,no, maybe?
Remember when?
You
Dance! Shake it down on the dance floor, oh. Oh, dance! Just like James - like James Brown. Get down and dance now, oh.
Oh dance. Shake it down
it spin
I'm from the city where they
Sold out the residents
Larenz Tate
Face paint
Dead presidents
James Brown
Arsenio in the trunk
Jimi wit the semi
Poetic on wax
Relax
Just let it spin
I'm from the city where they
Sold out the residents
Larenz Tate
Face paint
Dead presidents
James Brown
Arsenio in
me
These days people kill everything good
Last year we lost TakeOff
Baby don't take off
I want you by my side everyday
Everyday, anyway, anyway
RIP
Chorus 1
I'm feeling good
Like a drive with some bass and sexy caps
I'm feeling good
Like a James Brown tune with horns and sax
I'm feeling good
Like
in
Yo Tiga-Z
Yo man wake up
J-Snow
My old friend
The fuck you want Hash Browns
You replaced me
Left me to die by Tiga-Z's hand
Look man it was time
brown nose)
There's rich uncle Bob, I say now what you gonna do?
(Gonna brown nose. Gonna brown nose)
You get stopped by the man, I say now what you gonna
cooking it up with the gang
Chefs with the pot when we make that
We taking off might wanna get out the lane
Like James Brown Issa payback
Don't tell me
nothing on my lover oh my
Drinkin out this brown bag thinking bout the time that we shouldn’t of had
It’s crazy I’ll probably take you back with my stupid
to the new frontier
Zapruder's film, I've seen that before
Seen it thirty-three times, maybe more
It's vile and deceitful, it's cruel and it's mean
Ugliest
I wrote a note to sir James explaining I couldn't sleep.
Can't sleep. I can't sleep. Make sure I'm up by 8.
I turned on the clock radio.
The only
Iverson
Hold up, wait a minute, pause, check the stat
Words to James Brown
I say it loud I'm proud to be black
Whoever said that "knowledge on
Wax is played
Frank drawed his last breath
They say it could be, they say maybe so
That you loved Jesse James, that desperado
Jesse got married, had a wife and a son
Railroad almost to death
Then in 1915 Frank drawed his last breath
They say it could be, they say maybe so
That you loved Jesse James, that desperado
some every now and then, oh hey
Where are your people from? Maybe Mississippi or an Island
Apparently your skin has been kissed by the sun
You make me
we share
Special times alone (ahh)
Just don't ever change
'Cause I'm so into you
And you know it feels good , know that you're by my side (yeah)
George Hurrly and Mike Watt, to all those flops
But only when they ain't hangin' out
To Toby dog, to Louie dog, to Matt dog
James Brown, The BSM,
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