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Water when he slappin them balls
Ah-ah, that's what I ain't gon' do
Try to bust a left in the hood when I see Tom Jones
Look, that's what I ain't gon' do

The sick man mutilates and gets met with eyes blind
And Robert Jones does time
I’m not gonna resign
It’s mine for the taking, staking out
Mace in hand I’m

Sala de control quiere hablar con Major Tom
sentado con David Bowie esperamos la ignición
el activismo de Nina Simone (una bendición)
las gafas de Elton

now
Ezekiel I'm the train now
Julio Jones with these hands now
For the culture colin with the knee now
Victor Cruz with the dance moves
Tom Brady I'm

vill höra på Carola eller Tom Jones?
Jag dricker bubbel, cava och snortar koks
Har aldrig smakat vin ur en bag-in-box
Om jag sett Mello eller Bonde söker

the contradiction
Between America's reality and perhaps her
Selective vision of herself
Corruption just refers to fraudulent
Conduct by the powerful, which is

And I wasn't born to relish,
But for you babe I'd kiss a bonobo
I'd listen to Bono
I'd sing like I'm Tom Jones
I don't care bout the hits or the follows

like cita
margaritas by the liter, aye yah
Then I hit a tippy tah on the runny tah when I'm running by nigga sada-tay
Up and down like seesaw
I can't

I'm just doin' me
I'm killin' these niggas, it ain't even fair
My money growin' long like Tom Brady's hair
In a room full of Favres, I'm the only Tom

flow dilania,
sugli scarsi ci farei tom jones, delilah
sul beat che tiro stecche tu metti un po' di pomata,
se uccido un altro rapper mi danno la skin

sendo meu clone

pra achar teu talento só indiana jones 


meu flow ficou raro, tá igual o rare 

faço essa track como um xeque mate, ok


(Shock beat,

person now they approach with homage
A bunch of red shirts offended by the coaches comments
Lately they compensate me with blood, I don’t do gold

a bad day/never bring work where I lay movin tom Brady like im Tampa Bay/ eyes low on that wake and bake/ bills real crispy call em fritz lay/orange hair

(tippin on 4-4s)
They come through
I don't know who
Like Mike Jones I'm a real nigga
I been grubbing, but I'm Slim Thuggin
Pill dealing, I was Lil Flippin

des mages

Dégaine de malade
Nos gars se baladent

On cherche le trésor comme Davy Jones
Ça croule sous l'opale
T'inquiète c'est trivial
On vole le

on a daily how I live it
Every jam that I'm on you know I kill it
The music be like tom tom
And my people lick it
Shout out to the house
Who we got?
Ehison dey

record  jon jones
path ye bloodbath
nagme jaydaad
krte bars hard
prove krte bar bar
kaal m saakshat
naag m takshak
maange equity
lyrical tank shark
soch

On my sleeve)
I’m in the go
Writing albums in the sky
I’m coast to coast
And I’m busting up my demons till they ghost
All that hopeless shit nah I don’t

B.B.W.W. x Fake Show

Tory Lanez

MEMORIES DONT DIE

2018

pop club, everything just grace
Grammy-nominated on the first album, now motherfuckers see the face
Look at me
I know these niggas is trippin', these

leave that boy alone

[Big Moe]
Stankin and swinging on niggas like I was Roy Jones
Motorola, benjamin folder, slab holder
Crushing these motherfuckers

driving you insane

In war and pieces
In war and pieces
In war and pieces
In war and pieces

Words and Music by Tom Angelripper, Bernd Kost, Bobby

Coming back, I'm better now I'm on one
Done more rounds than a second hand tom tom
Oi
Look
Look
Swear down, man don't wanna try @ me
Leave man two

and mic device
Up the price
The time is right for shows at night
Peace to The Roots that chop "Clones"
Dilated Live in Vegas, Defari and Tom Jones
Slap

tým
Ktorý mi nikdy neverili
Bo bez vás by, som bol len tým kým som nechcel byť
Obyčajný Phil s pojebaným mäkkým i
A potom chcem poďakovať všetkým tým