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it out, y'all, in the house, y'all
So I can show and flow and let the people know
So won't you ease on down to the yellow brick road to Compton
But
down, and grabbin' his nuts
And on the other hand, without a gun they can't get none
But don't let it be a black and a white one
'Cause they'll slam ya
to get back
I had a hunch
Ali said, "Pay for lunch"
So I did it
Pulled out the wallet and I saw this wicked beautiful lady
She was a waitress there
loose by the old bossman
Said he's out the door, headed for the neon lights
Oh, he's gonna need someone to pick up the tab
Talk it out, maybe split
candlesticks
And it's all in perfect taste that you can bet
Come on and lift your glass
You've won your own free pass
To be out guest
If you're stressed
My head hurts, my feet stink
And I don't love Jesus (oh my Lordy it's that)
It's that kind of mornin'
Really was that kind of night
Tryin'
in history by far
I didn't have sex with a porn star
Our nation has eight million jobs in clean energy
Can we double it guys, before the sea
running from
Love was something you've never heard enough
Yeah, it took me some time but I figured out
How to fix up a heart that I let down
Now I'm
things out in me
But for now, love, let's be real
I never thought I could feel this way and I've got to say that I just don't get it
I don't know where
Don't hurt me none, don't hurt my pride
'Cause I got my little lady right by my side
She's a-tryin' to hide
Pretendin' she don't know me
I's out
you, you heard?)
Phantom of the Opera, all black, guap tint, locked-in
I can let them shots out, you can't get no shots in
Bulletproof, leave a nigga
London out of town *shit*
Rockin' the joint, rockin' the jams
Turn that shit up, play it again cuz...
[Chorus: x3]
[Repeat Bridge]
out of every door?
No, it's just on the street where you live
And oh, the towering feeling just to know somehow you are near
The overpowering
What time is the next miracle, I want to be on board,
Save me a seat by the window where I can see
All those marvelous things to be seen out there.
out of every door?
No, it's just on the street where you live
And oh, the towering feeling just to know somehow you are near
The overpowering
I think it's time we kick this bitch into overdrive
I need everybody in St. Louis up on your feet, right now, let's go, baby
Worked all week
Got my whole life ahead, I won't let it slip away
All that I envision, I bring to the light of day
Circle gettin' smaller, all the fakers went away
voice
But I brought two friends along
And next on the mic is my
Man Hank come on, Hank, sing that song:
Check it out, Well
I'm Imp the Dimp the ladies
Don't hurt me none, don't hurt my pride
'Cause I got my little lady right by my side
She's a-tryin' to hide
Pretendin' she don't know me
I's out
well off
[Chorus]
Call me crazy shit at least you’re calling
Feels better when you let it out don't it girl
Know its easy to get caught up in
out of every door?
No, it's just on the street where you live
And oh, the towering feeling
Just to know somehow you are near
The overpowering
a feather, and his mind can take all, his feet are moving again
Let it rain, on me, let it rain
Let it rain, on me, let it rain
Morning comes, wakes him up,
a good reason
To let anything rip
Radio's cold
Soul is infected
One by one
I'll knock you out
God is alone
Hardware defective
One by one
I'll
Another day that don't end
Another ship goin' out
Another day of anger, bitterness, and doubt
I know how it happened
I saw it begin
I opened my
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