Lyrics:
order you to be quiet!
WOMAN: Order, eh -- who does he think he is?
ARTHUR: I am your king!
WOMAN: Well, I didn't vote for you.
ARTHUR: You don't vote
guided by this golden rule.
Chorus.
Be careful to be guided by this golden rule.
Sir Joseph.
Stick close to your desks and never go to sea,
And you all
at everyone -- you meet the stares.
You're unaware that your doings aren't done.
And you laugh most ruthlessly as you tell us what not to be.
But how are we
Allergy Season
Archer told me ain't no money in being a demon
Quis said if you not happy who are you pleasin
Sometimes you have to be selfish and your
a call, 100 K (yeah)
Gotta run, Jay Walk
Which foot to start with
For example I always tell a girl (Jay Walk)
if you walk out and you land on your
stacks make it back in a minute
Hop on your good foot (I said)
Hop on your good foot (he did)
Hop on your good foot (I said)
Hop on your good foot
the stares, you're unaware that your doings aren't done
And you laugh most ruthlessly as you tell us what not to be
But how are we supposed to see where we
and falls backwards off her straw. She's up
again in a flash, looking guardedly at them. She is a ratbag.
Mandy: Who are you?
Wise Man 1: We are
line.
And so you finally ask yourself just how big you are
and take your place in a wiser world of bigger motor cars.
And you wonder who to call on.
So!
heart, and he'll fill you up for real
I got my foot on your neck
Foot on your neck, uh
Foot on your neck
I got my, I got my, I got my
Foot on your neck,
for your download link
I let Ja Rule when I murder ink
Murder pink, murder what you thought and what you think
This Queens prodigy is the product
Magnum and sprite we on
If You not here to party
Den take yo lame ass home
Just here for fun
So leave drama alone
Don’t care who’s watchin
Kuz ma vybz not
Ayo check this out son
This is my man Nas Escobar
And I go by the name of Cormega you know
(you gonna get your self murdered)
Yo check this out
call my shit Patricia
Young Money militia, and I am the commissioner
You don't want start Weezy, 'cause the F is for Finisher
So misunderstood, but
I wanna be the best who ever did it
Don't know if that goal is feasible, or it isn't
But if it is then God, if you're listenin'
Please grant me
a nigga in black it's much worse
Then a beat from Tyson cuz Ren is not nice and
Your ass is better off just rollin' a dice and
Findin' you a number for luck
your hand gonna quiver
Cats shaking in they boots
On a quest for love
So I take 'em to the root
Who the best, who the worst?
Let's travel at magnificent
stamping the ground in rage and battle-lust zeal
To maim any appeal to take the one you love from your arms
Three
Arm yourself for battle
Take hours and days
And if you're pretty let your lady sleep in Carmel City
Begin and end the day on Lennon hunts for beachfronts
To lit blunts, now all agreed we're sippin
the "Vapors" "Make the Music" you see
But now I'm bringin' to you for your enjoyment
It's an animated dance for my employment
You might remember him from
By how you just got
One foot in
One foot out One foot in one foot out
One foot in
One foot out One foot in one foot out
One foot in
One foot out One
What you wear or what's on your feet
Eat the foot long and when it
Kick you get six more feet
Yo, I twist the pure leaf
I just got in some new shit
Dawg
a lot that you can learn from me
It's just one thing that you gotta prove
If you gotta walk, would you still ride for me?
I might need a extra foot
their voice?
For fucks sake, who are these lobotomists?
As if walls only had one side.
Whispered intimacies might not get through,
But cries
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