Lyrics:
Spilling Henny on my Travis Scotts
When you've been hungry so long you embrace the feeling
Sooner or later Heroes gon' be replaced by villains
The apes'll
William the whelp sat on his chest
He drank in the air and he ate up the rest
There were words to be said
And blame to be laid about
Why are all dead
pray tell, good sir
I give way…
V 12
Knox
With this in mind,
And your permission, sir
I’ve something to say…
V13
Roosevelt
By all means, Knox
mother's side, I am the grandson of William Bullock and Mary “Mamie” Elizabeth Thomas. I don't have the full lineage on my Father's Mack side, but I'm
A letter from my man young boy William Blake
Read by reverend John Trusler
He ordered Blake to illustrate paint pictures
Little did he know Blake was
Lyrics by William Matthew Cota (Di' Brom)
Music crrangement by: William Matthew Cota & Josh Childs (Blastphemy)
VERSE 1:
In a state of madness, in
Uhh, uhh, uhh, let's go
Uhh, bounce, uhh, bounce
Uhh, bounce, uhh,
Shit relax your mind, let your conscience be free
You're now rollin with them
Uh, uh, uh, let's go
uh, bounce, uh, bounce
uh, bounce, uh,
Shit relax your mind, let your conscience be free
You're now rollin with them thugs
Uhh, uhh, uhh, let's go
Uhh, bounce, uhh, bounce
Uhh, bounce, uhh,
Shit relax your mind, let your conscience be free
You're now rollin with them
Joe Hill come over from Sweden shores
Looking for some work to do
And the Statue of Liberty waved him by
As Joe come a sailing through, Joe Hill
I got my song and I got you with me tonight
Maybe it's time we got back to the basics of love
Let's go to Luckenbach, Texas
With Waylon
[Master P]
I like a bad chick like, Martha Stewart that go to jail
And holdin these streets down, Lisa Raye be a entertainer
And still got a ghetto
to spread throughout the globe. It is not yet confirmed by officials what is causing these horrific events, but it is suggested by certain sources that these
(We are soldiers after all, down by honor we won't fall
After all, all, all, all, all....)
[Christ Bearer]
When them guns go off, bitches hit
in how to ball
Surrounded by niggas that sell
More powder than y'all
Standing like statues and they
Proud when they fall
Til then they selling dope
good evening everybody, if you don't know you won't know
i go by the name of big snoopy d with double ?
and you inside of the big blue ?
and we will
a pin
But I'll away to fair Margaret's bower
Before the night sets in
If you go to fair Margaret's bower
Without the leave of me
And in the deepest
A postcard of Byron by the bed
It's a reminder of every word that he said
To die in the arms of a twenty year old
A figure of porcelain with moves
a superhero knows he can
So go out there and have yourself a great day
Get outside and have a great birthday
William
Today is your birthday and you're turning
Puffin on yeah
Trying to figure out why i'm still here
Its like im in a tragedy william shakespeare
And i cant believe that this cab wont take us
I'm sorry Miss Williams
I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter cry
I'm sorry Miss Williams
I am for real
Never meant to make your daughter
I got my song and I got you with me tonight
Maybe it's time we got back to the basics of love
Let's go to Luckenbach, Texas
With Waylon
THE CARNIVAL SONG By David Williams 1982 David Williams
In the big field the colored lights hung from a pole
and we'd work for the rides, free
Williams, 'cause I'm 'boutta OD in Denver
I just hope you remember
That I came from the Dub, now I feel a rockstar
No bitch, you can't get a hug
I don't want
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