Lyrics:
the album cover by now
You know that my name is what my name is
When I came in here to try and
Do this, something I've never done before
Mr jones, Booker T,
na wale
Amilo, amilo
Kamo yokangu nisha chanja chale
Ume ni fanya na chale na wale
You know, you know
Oh baby, you know
Siku wachi mi, siku wachi
Welcome to D.R.E.A.M.'s Really Exercise A Mind
The art expressed on this album was intended to be viewed while the eyes are closed
This album may
(written by lowell george)
(performed by jackson browne on the lowell george tribute album rock and roll doctor;1997)
I've been the one who has been
[Chorus: Wale]
I call a spade a spade
What you want me to say,
Say I'm destined for fame, well I am very afraid.
Do you know what fame is?
If you
thing I knew, I was listening to an album called 'freak out!' by the mothers of invention. I became very interested in their concept of music, their
tomiwa-dandan
Aperire Ti D'Oba Lola
I'm out for my daily 2k
Baba wa Gbemisoke
Igba ti n pada wale
Kin kore oko dele
I'm out for my daily 2k
Baba ma je n rago o
*Written by Bob Geldof
*From the album entitled "Mondo Bongo"
rise at ten thirty
And reach Kempton park around three
I stand by the rail, when a horse is for sale
And you ought to see Wooton watch me
I lean
Intro
Ina Ife
Dayo bada
Ina Ife ahaaaa
Ina Ife
Uhhhhh
Ina Ife
Fire and love album is here run it up
DJBLACK JULE
Chants
Marebozika ta
Proshata
From the album catch the wind
Josie, I won't fail ya,
I won't fail you, have no fear.
Josie, I won't fail ya,
Give me one more chance, the day is
are now hearing
Is an AI generated voice that is here to bring you
And the album, closer than ever before
So without further ado, by the grace of God
Prince of Wales swimmin' on feet
Props'll sell, all yellow L's, cops sleepin' on nails
Niggas get realer than real, yo
Flash the brown, last time was
and by ear
And then she'd find the ancient album,
With its pages turned gold
And the crayon-colored paper star
I made so long ago
But brighter than any
award me with hoes
Put em on a track like vocals
Leave em for a day and they want their
Master back like the first album by Jay
I dash with the dividends
Yeah yeah, what up my niggas
You know who it is?
It's your nigga, Styles
Holiday, the Ghost Pinero
I go by many names
I'm just happy to be doin'
theories
Concealed indictments handed to the grand jury
Get some money now, you hated by your own kind
The home invasion done by niggas in your bloodline
the jungle with no rules
We run this forest bitch, we live by the water
We eat the fruits nigga and we speak the prophets that empowers strong prophecies
#56 The Moon Is Made Of Gold
Moon14day-1985-600c
Rickie Lee Jones (1990)
Double Bass: Rob Wasserman (song collected in Rob Wasserman's album Duet)
boy Ruggy Batcave
Radio Batcave Studio
Doing it like we always do it about this time
Courtesy of 215 Aphillyated its Flamers 25
Hosted by Cosmic Kev
theories
Concealed indictments handed to the grand jury
Get some money now, you hated by your own kind
The home invasion done by niggas in your bloodline
That you've been lovin' all night
Pour some Patron, have a cup with me
Come by the crib, keep me company
Don't worry 'bout bitches who buggin' me
albums wrong, yea
This is the bonus track
I got a bonus track
You think my album's whack
But I got a bonus track
This is the bonus track
I got a bonus
Jealously
ALBUM · Passionworks (1983)
Who was with you - where you been?
Baby it can't be this again
I can't cool it 'cos I can't win it with you
Discuss these by album wale Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In