Lyrics:
to Missouri to one real exciting trip
Then bang of track was broken smashed by a cannonball
That blew in great divided will the nation stand or fall
All
You niggas getting too fly but
Your lyrics are sloppy so tell me
Guess who's back guess who's back
Rick Ross talking facts like 2Pac's back
I'm a Thug
a lady of any kind
Stranger in my bed
Can't recall last night
That's why
I'm sleepin' with Carney Wilson's head
Oh god
Got to wash my nuts
I've
Shit, tired of gettin' shot at
Tired of gettin' chased by the police and arrested
niggas need a spot where we can kick it
A spot where we belong,
let's overdub a little a little finger p-
No, no, no Clem no!
By greckins you put a little, little bit, a little finger poppin' on thar
it's gonna be
night
It had me shook drinking
Peppermint schnapps with Jackie Wilson and Sam Cooke
Then some lady named Billie Holiday sang
Sittin' there kickin' it with
Shit, tired of gettin' shot at
Tired of gettin' chased by the police and arrested
Niggas need a spot where we can kick it
A spot where we belong,
me and the Mob gotta trunk fulla 9's
Play ya and I'll slay ya
I got thug-made dough by the ha-ir
Ready to buck buck buck and it's a must
To duck
it was caught in a centrifuge
(Herbivorous, crepuscular)
Never did tumble over the side of the hill
(Discovered by a man named Wilson)
Flying down
time
Only making a couple dimes
But I still produce my rhymes
Always going super hard
Read the lyrics, you'll be scarred
Making songs by the week
That
Never sorry for being dope with all these lyrics lyrics lyrics
Never sorry for my endless links I release release release
Never sorry for leaving my
a standing ovation
Gimme flowers now , stop da hatred
If you want me to fall , you can leave
Let by gones be by gones
Put my feelings in these lyrics
And just
it back
Is it okay for me to say? I don't know, so I watch and stand
In front of a line of police that look the same as me
Only separated by
my time so im steping like i own the whole floor (step it)
Broke the rules just to do it like i done poaching
Blessed with lyrics and it feals like i
did I overcome it? I've searched for a light/
I got some lyrics for this by expressing my feelings with art/
I'm spitting lyrics and flowing rhymes
me step inna di club
Selecta, tun it up inna di sub
Music a bounce and lyrics by di tons
And mi high grade sent from above
Me tell dem (Major
Talk to them
Wake up everybody, wake up everybody
I hope my voice, I hope my lyrics
Wake up everybody, wake up everybody
Man I hope that I, come up
a lady of any kind
Stranger in my bed
Can't recall last night
Thats why I'm sleeping with Carnie Wilson's head
oh God, got to wash my nuts
cause ive done
out his chick
And I know you still kissed her
Forever married to this shit
So I know she will Mrs. (Miss us)
The whole crew about the dolger and lyrics
the sky in day or night
If you not ready don't try running can't try as you might
Lil boi thought he was a big kid
He don't want it Woodrow Wilson
Talking
a defenda or a striker
Come let’s talk on the lyca
What’s more important lyrics or the music
Missy elliot don’t lose control of it
This wont be seen on your
Songwriter:Robbie Quine
Publishing & PRO: Geza Music, BMI
LYRICS:
Listening to Spandau Ballet
I feel despondent...and blasé...
My eyeliner and kilt
Ground: Jim Brown, cli Campbell, Robin Campbell, Earl Falconer, Norman Hassan, Brian Travers, Michael Virtue, Terrence Wilson
Universal Music Publishing
I spit acid riff raff
On you like a physcho-path
If I was you I wouldn't underestimate my wrath
Have you lost out on the ocean with Wilson On a raft
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