Lyrics:
your golden boy
I will obey ev'ry golden rule"
Get told by the teacher
Not to day-dream
Told by my mother:
Be good Be good
Be good be good be
your golden boy
I will obey ev'ry golden rule"
Get told by the teacher
Not to day-dream
Told by my mother:
Be good be good
Be good be good be
only care when I'm dead
They only care when I'm dead (Whoa)
They only care when I'm dead
They only care when I'm dead (Yeah)
They only care when I'm dead
only read one book this year,
Then this one is a book and it is good and it's a book, yee haw!"
Swing your daughter by the hand
But if she gets raped
1, 2, 3, 4, 5 years go by
I don't really know why, I don't really know why
7, 8, 9, 11 years go by
I don't really know why, I don't really know
skanky cunt (oh my)
I'll find you and chef you (dead)
I'm not the kind guy (splash)
I plan my move by every design
Look like you a straight punt (punt)
Bitch, I'm dead, bitch, I'm dead
I feel like I'm fucking dead
Bitch, I'm dead, bitch, I'm dead
I feel like I'm fucking dead
Bitch, I'm dead, bitch,
here man
Look at you baby, you look good
(We've got the powers to resurrect the dead)
You understand? I watched you go through a lot of trials
here man
Look at you baby, you look good
(We've got the powers to resurrect the dead)
You understand? I watched you go through a lot of trials
the cinnamon
While you read me poetry by dead men
I wanted to be your girl with your hands on my skin
Stirring in the cinnamon
While you read me poetry by
to the top
Till I
Motha
Motha
Fuckin
Drop
Dead
They only love you when you gone
I tell myself everyday
You can make it if you want
I know that not a lot
as good as Weezer
I'm going down to the shops
All of them are bad
I'm going all the way, forever dead
I can be the heat, of your sorrow
Oh, think I wanna
of the streets (I know)
Live bad to die good
Know how to move when hustlin' by the days with no food
But just so I can eat (fuck)
And ain't it a bitch
And if
dey vex
Niggas go jey demma eye
If i hit dem go act like we blessed
Nigga it's only me there
Don't come and do ahush here
Here here here
Worked on my
Know why I sound so raw, 'cause I'm down by law
Try to play me 'cause I'm rappin', I will break yo' jaw
Catch a nigga in these streets, make you
to stop lyin'
They say conflicts is only one percent
And look at all the money rappers spent
We throw the diamonds in the screen
Nah mean?
But it affects
and cuddle with
I miss you it's awful
Well I'm good, yeah I'm good
As the time goes by
But I wish I could tell you that I don't mind
If it's wrong, then
posted by my door
I'm from Da No
Yeah I stay Polo to the floor
Ooh, my money long, I cut my homies short
From Golden Acres, what it is
It really ain't i
crazy, baby
Only God could save us
Got my, mind on currency, hurry, see I ain't worried
It's a gangsta party so, Bad Boy gettin' buried
Snoop Dogg, why
the dead, And He brings forth the dead from the living, and He gives life to the earth after its death, and in like manner you shall be brought forth
I seek
Allāh, there is no god but You,
The One and Only God without any partner, and that truly, Muhammad is Your special devotee and Your Prophetic Messenger
been alone in my zone
I'm good nigga
Is you rapping or you trapping
What's good wit cha
Why you ask so many questions
I'm good nigga
Bro we just wanna
only by the acapella of my heartbeat and having to learn how to dance in the descent
Grateful that repent isn't on the top of my to-do list
And as I fall
'm good with the Drac' (brrt)
Pulled this bitch out my BAPE, you get put in yo' place
Full of dead man, dead man 'Wood, this an eighth
I just called
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