Lyrics:
drought
Conspiring and creating doubt
Evil men wither, evil men fall
Don't let the devil press you back against the wall
Evil men slither, evil men crawl
a video game but you can't cheat your way out of death
Life is like a bill you can't pay cause you be in everlasting debt
I'll say whatever I want. They
know baby
Who am I?
Baby if you really wanna know about me
I'll tell you who I am
I'll tell you I be not the one for games
But if you're right with me
I
text and we share
I’ll body this with J, just tell Texas we here
For a second we fear, next second we brave
Next second we rage, you niggas better behave
you all I got
You'll be secure
Never have to worry 'bout no bills no more
I'll take your clothes off layway
I'll take you shopping every day
Same fuck niggas with they hand out
Same stacks on, bring the bands out
Nigga should be workin on they money skeme
Back to the convers, kill em with one
(Rap like them)
I'll pull your card just like a SIM
(Like a SIM, biatch)
You know where I be, drinkin' in the lobby
Smokin' on gelati
Slidin' off with
it wadn't
Shit's hectic the bomb Vietnam rhyme Don
With the semi-auto fracture your torso to ya spine
The back cracker smack you with
My
And Kathy's singin' in the rain
You goin away, had me feelin' a way
You had to darken my day
I got a lot on my plate
I wanna wither away
And put my head in
Written by hughie cannon (as released by patsy cline, September 14, 1964
Won't you come home, bill bailey, won't you come home
I moan the whole
built with confidence
You're going up against me
I'll be your worst consequence
Yet I'm a Man of respect
That always come correct
If this was a ball
of gold
I wish a lot of things
Oh, you foolish child
What in Heaven's name are you doing with the cow inside the house?
A warm environment might be
love
I need your time
When everything's wrong
You make it right
I feel so high
I come alive
I need to be free with you tonight
I need your
Did all the things that you said you liked
Anytime you want name a place
And I'll be there
Let's take a drive down this turnpike
Out of the city
had a talk with my mind,
friends like you and you I gotta leave behind
And so, you call me your friend but you only want my gifts
And I'll never see
the village
With the hunters and the gatherers
I guess I'll be the witch doctor
Crushing leaves and bark in a palm frond hut
Well at least it's dark and cozy
Uh, hit me
[Missy]
Don't explain, you never change
Same old thing, same old game
Say ya want to be wit' me
But show me my ring
Baby,
supposed to be
Well on my way by now
I'll do the twist with my replaceable hips
And turn you right round
Then dip you down to the ground
And now I
ready
And I'm ready to shoot!
So by the time I'm done
You will be zombie food (Yummy)
Pillaging your little village is fun
I'm only good at killing you so
on me
No Bill Withers, U.P. I done built it up
You wishin' you was on the field with us
I'm the ill nigga, no deal, look at me grill niggas
Fuckin'
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Refrain:
Won't you come home, Bill Bailey
Won't you come home?
She moans the whole day long.
I'll do the cookin', darling
I'll pay
I'll make ya head hurt
When the hawk take the day off
I make the lead work, I'll put you in the red dirt
Ice make 'em look like stars, they comin'
With Jah by my side
I know he will provide
I'll be fine, I'll be ok, I'll be alright.
Verse 2
My bills are high,
it's a miracle how I get by.
Can't let
down by the river
There you'll thoughts will start to wither
I realized you'd be the only
One that I would like to know
So I'm letting, letting go
No
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