Lyrics:
ain't half of it
The people chose their candidate
Workin on Halloween while you're gaining more calories
Gonna sell some records
Gonna be a household name
a train
Who want some? Don't come unprepared
I'll be there, but when I leave there
Better be a household name
Weather man tellin' us it ain't gon' rain
rails
Now it's a legal matter, baby
You got me on the run
It's a legal matter, baby
A legal matter from now on
My mind's lost in a household fog
rails
Now it's a legal matter, baby
You got me on the run
It's a legal matter, baby
A legal matter from now on
My mind's lost in a household fog
up players, thugs and young ballers
Shoot up the household, even the young toddlers
Brigade barricade to bring the noise
While the bullets break
orangutans
You can't stop a train
Who want some? Don't come unprepared
I'll be there, but when I leave there
Better be a household name
Weather man
moth-er-fuck-er?"
"Momma! Some man at the front do'!"
"Sit yo' ass down"
"Uh hi, I have reason to believe that someone in
This household has just turned
was an itty bitty kitty
Drinkin' liquor out my momma's titty
And smokin' weed was an everyday thing in my household,
And drinking liquor til' you out
I hear tell there's a stranger in the Jones household
(Yes siree, yes siree)
That's what I'm told
I hear tell there's a new arrival six days old
(Yes
Played from sun up to sundown, hey, hey, hey
(He don't wanna) Go to school no more
Don't do his household chores
But I'm a hit, the neighbors biggest
or silverback orangutans
You can't stop a train
Who want some? Don't come unprepared
I'll be there, but when I leave there
Better be a household name
Weather
orangutans
You can't stop a train
Who want some? Don't come unprepared
I'll be there, but when I leave there
Better be a household name
Weather man
orangutans
You can't stop a train
Who want some? Don't come unprepared
I'll be there, but when I leave there
Better be a household name
Weather man
And contemplates the milking girl whose offer is his need
The young men of the household have all gone into service
And are not to be expected for a year
Christ
Feed my household with this bread.
You can do it on your head.
Or has something gone wrong. Jesus, why do you take so long?
Oh come on, King
way of life
My momma stayed, home full time so she could raise me
Knowin' without a, household father, things could get crazy
Sometimes I listened,
household name like Sergio Tacchini
"Wasn't we here back on Raising Hell?"
Running wild like rats in the Taco Bell
On the mic I spit, the match it's lit
A laughing baby boy one evening in his play
Disturbed the household with his noisy glee
I warned him to be quiet but he soon would disobey
For he
I hear, tell, there's a stranger in the Jones household
(Yes, siree, yes, siree)
That's what I'm told
I hear, tell, there's a new arrival six days
A laughing baby boy one evening in his play
Disturbed the household with his noisy glee
I warned him to be quiet but he soon would disobey
For he
people
They'd made the word ring with laughter down to this string of court
They're famous sensitive talented and their names are household words
Christ
Feed my household with this bread.
You can do it on your head.
Or has something gone wrong. Jesus, why do you take so long?
Oh come on, King
I hear, tell, there's a stranger in the Jones household
(Yes, siree, yes, siree)
That's what I'm told
I hear, tell, there's a new arrival six days
sun up to sundown, hey hey hey
(He don't wanna) Go to schoool no more
Don't do his household chores
But I must admit, the neighbors dig his sound
Yeah,
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