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GUARD #2: Hic!
FATHER: Right.
GUARD #1: We don't need to do anything, apart from just stop him
entering the room.
FATHER: No, no. Leaving the room.
about what we share. the physics can't be done by
number, and they be watching, and they give awards, and
one by one we got to live on that,
me to do?
We get a blunt and a joint out of [?]
Where I'm from we be actually hoopin' in Jordans
Five dollar white t-shirts and them loose cigarettes
me to do?
We get a blunt and a joint out of [?]
Where I'm from we be actually hoopin' in Jordans
Five dollar white t-shirts and them loose cigarettes
It couldn't hurt to come and vacuum
Before I sell off the house
Before I stop talking 'bout this and the story fades into black
Where's the remote
come to my house right now
You'll probably find a couple
O's in my pantry
Should be nervous cause me with
A pen is scary cause I bust like that pistol
[ steel ]
I live in the world world of forgotten people...
I WOKE UP FROM DREAMING
(Dallas Frazier)
« © '66 Blue Crest Music »
We both have
looking for nikki
Whenever she is around, you know I come quickly
Vivid memories of Chicago, south side where I go
From Reggies to The House of Blues
Aheh you don't wanna be
Involved in this one, huh?
This here, this is
This is gonna be a blues number but, first
I wanna do a little bit
you, he need his Rogaine razor blade
Dancin' down ya center this the Soul Train
I'm from where you had to pick a
Side and then defend ya block
Where
schemin; tryin; to get over n****z like left an right lanes,
different day same s***, I ain't playin' b****,
n****z still got a rusty four-five wit
schemin; tryin; to get over n****z like left an right lanes,
different day same s***, I ain't playin' b****,
n****z still got a rusty four-five wit
an dope, wit there noses drove when I focus,
the de-infected brain cells, lay by the thousands,
the music them hittin shown to be known to livin in
on Fred Allen's radio show
(47) Frederick Delius: 1862-1934
English classical composer one of the
Earliest to be influenced by
African American music
(48)
an dope, wit there noses drove when I focus,
the de-infected brain cells, lay by the thousands,
the music them hittin shown to be known to livin in
loudly
I'm proud to announce that this is where I'll be
'Cause I haven't left the house since '93
When I was five I almost moved back to Cali
But
could stay lost forever
I was just a Jersey kid
Born in a daydream
Blue skies
And a white gold sun
Down a long driveway
In an old white house
I
him if black
lives matter, it feel good to be black
But you know where we at (Know where we at)
I got more than fifty shades of grey (I got more
fact
I can't even sleep right, starin' at the gun
Should be staring at the peace pipe, hard to see what peace like
Forty-five, still get scared from
up my brother?
What's up my sis?
What's up now sis?
I got what you need
You got what I need?
Got the mad mad crew up in the house
What's up my
American raised, Canadian born
My name is Daystar Peterston
One day I'mma be the biggest artist in the whole world
As for right now though,
On every Martin Luther Boulevard
They payin' homage to the
Shooter from Queens right now you wanna be
This cracker from Queens fact though
I'm covered from
food that
Is really really trash
I'm just really hungry, this shit is garbage
Live performance of PILOT
I recorded Cherry Bomb in
Random houses
homie) put your bezel up
(Ay) ain't nothin change
It's forever (Ante up)
I come with the medal up (Aw shit)
Right in VIP is where we'll settle up
I need
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