Lyrics:
laser eye guy
Jump in the Harley ride, Clarks I freak a lemon pie
I'm 'bout it, 'bout it, Lord forgive me, Ms. Sally shouted
Tracey got shot in
with pneumonia (he's got AIDS)
Good luck Mr. Shady
Hi there, little boys and girls (fuck you)
Today we're gonna to learn how to poison squirrels
with pneumonia (he's got AIDS)
Good luck Mr. Shady
Hi there, little boys and girls (fuck you)
Today we're gonna to learn how to poison squirrels
It's not easy having yourself a good time
Greasing up those bets and betters
Watching out they don't four-letter
Fuck and kiss you both
Right. Help?!? You know, you say 'Check, please!' But you can't get by in Czech. This guy's struggling in English and he's making it! And he's, he is, he
ears every night Dear Laura, I know itÂ's been years Since I crossed the bridge back to the Palisades How are your kids? Mine are both swell little
of our lives
Would be changed by two little lines
The time flew by and I held our little guy
And fell all over again
His hand in my hands I now understand
Well that new tattoo still stung just a little
The old guy said "Well, what do you think?
Is this what you wanted?
Just the word 'freedom'
surrounded by the colours of the city
I'm so tired of all this talk about indie
Cuz I live by the CN Tower on front street
Watch my petals grow from concrete
at hoes
Smokin' this, drinkin' that, hittin' at hoes
Fuck this I'm hittin' that I'm hittin' em both
Have one ridin' dick, one lickin' my toes
When I'm
hitting at hoes
Fuck this I'm hitting that I'm hitting em both
Have one riding dick, one licking my toes
When I'm loving these hoes there ain't no love
next bitch
She a bad little bitch, thick as Texas
She a down bitch, why I fucks with her
Got a pretty little bitch going up with her
Live, it's Benz in
change
You're still the same guy
And ooh
You had my heart
And ooh
Now I'm starting to fall apart
If we had held a little tighter
And sat a little closer
niggas, little RahRah ('sup, nigga?)
Especially my little cousins, don't be no dumb guy
(Don't be a dumb nigga, listen, young niggas)
(Young nigga)
Like
the petrified both fled
Those who live fearing death, might as well be dead
Towers of the occupiers, will soon fall
Martyr or mass murderer? That's your call
secrecy
Wolves dressed like sheep occur more frequently
Too much faith to be scared, the petrified both fled
Those who live fearing death, might as well
NAMASTE’
KERRY PATRICK CLARK
This old man by the mission doors only open from nine to four
Hunger brings him here
Till Father comes with
Bullet wounds don't be covered by ObamaCare
Your funeral was way too soon, that's if your mama there
Real niggas deserve to live twice
Plastic fork
juggling both, perhaps mastered his craft
Slash entrepreneur who has helped launch few more rap acts
Who's had a few obstacles thrown his way through
to be aware Janet Sinclair
Part Two - Toast by Billy Boyo & Little John
If you have a problem in your lovers affair
(Rabbit)
If you have a problem in
here with a pain below my waste
You lose a guy you move into the larder
You got no style, why don't you try a little harder
Chocolates, bananas,
fit raps articulate
You get your whole skeleton cracked somethin ridiculous
Still facinated by my ste
Little P wanna be me, huh you no D
One time
is the Super Ho)
When I say super I'm not exaggeratin'
Datin' for a guy like Scott turns into matin'
He seems to be quiet but I don't buy it
Proof
playing both sides
My bitch want a soul tie
Your bitch got them hoe eyes
Lil boy
We is not the same kind as your guys
Lil boy
You a lil boy
You a lil guy
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