Lyrics:
don't mean the stuff by the bourgeoisie
Communists and fash
Both must work as one
Under one large moustache
We can have a vote for the best facial hair,
It's the best four letters, everybody gonna know
J-I-S-H in this motherfuckin' bitch
J-I-S-H, bout to go and kill the shit
J-I-S-H, bout to get the ice
Katharina Von Schlegel, Jean Sibelius
(Tr. By Jane L. Borthwick) / Joseph Scriven,
Charles C. Converse
Arrangement By Nicol Smith, Allan Hall
Be
[Intro: Young Chris]
Yeah... uh, C. West
We do this, Joe Budden
Yeah, young Chris, what, what?
Yeah, uh
[Young Chris]
To the heart of North
P, bandanna P, V-I-P, M-V-P
Are-S-V-P or are-I-P, V-S-O-P, A-S-A-P, and.
[Verse 2 - Havoc]
H-A-V, H get piecy with your hoes
First they gotta
the shit
Over three-hundred thousand fans and ain't never had a hit
William H. is the name, MFC's the click
y'all niggas takin us out?, y'all smokin
Dirty Bastard, Inspectah Deck, Raekwon the Chef
U-God, Ghostface Killah and the Method Man
M-E-T-H-O-D Man
M-E-T-H-O-D Man
M-E-T-H-O-D Man
Dirty Bastard, Inspectah Deck, Raekwon the Chef
U-God, Ghostface Killah and the Method Man
M-E-T-H-O-D Man
M-E-T-H-O-D Man
M-E-T-H-O-D Man
Cuz if the head aint right, I aint suckin no d**k
And if the money ain't right, b***h you aint getting s**t
I got a real juicy booty, It be bouncing
much drama, in the YSP
It's kinda hard, being C. W-A-are-D
But I, somehow some way
Keep coming up with funky ass shit, like every single day
With
And H. is a bastard,
everybody know, they know, they know.
Sign this contract, tonight
Trust me trust me, ahaha...
And I trust you, 'cause you trust
of illusions
Ferocious without remorse
You give them a trip
Like there is no tomorrow
Don't care what H. will cause
Bullet in the head
Kick the bucket
it know and don't pass it by
Life is too short so give me your hand
I will lead you to another land
D. R. O. C. K. is here with the light
Shinin'
it know and don't pass it by
Life is too short so give me your hand
I will lead you to another land
D. R. O. C. K. is here with the light
Shinin'
Pɔpee pɔpee, pepepe pɔɔpɔɔ
Nana wei nso so yɛ Plan bɛn.
Plan A nanfa a, Plan B.
Sɛ Plan B nanfa a Plan C.
Ɛnɛ me ne me boys, we dey blow wonna trumpet...
you insist
Swap s. i. for for c. e. now look at this
That's clever boy where you run
Where you chill out where'd it all begun
South OC California sun
You done know that I been I G
Since when I was only on C. D
Before Twitter cancelled anyone in the scene
For some racist tweet from 2013
Man I'm
smile Even nothing does something
Bringing the P. T. C. sound
Chorus
Verse 2
Drip drop from the ceiling, Bring mycelium around Straight biodegradable
got the spark call me the butane
But I don't got the time to be looking round for a new thang
C. R. E. A. M dollar billies I'm on my Wu Tang
See
yells "ride or die" driving us to a cliff
C. S. Lewis said it best in Mere Christianity
Given some light into the depth of depravity
The reality is that
Rocky's "Pesos"
I take the red line just to meet up with my main hoe
And if she trippin, flip the script and I escape though
In D. C. Straight wilding
Got
Lot's it stow,
The C. to the E. O.,
What you wanna do?
Chorus: Usher
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah,
Yeah yeah, yeah yeaaaah,
All we wanna do is party with you.
be on MTV
Ima keep grinding staying alive like The Bee Gees
Head in the clouds eating dirt like Gary Vee
Used to go by Killa Kevin C. now I’m back
More about love I know there’s way more to life
I’ve been learning about patience
Yeah C. Wager started right as the beat turned on though kind
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