Lyrics:
Kanye and 50 in the Rolling Stone
Head to head to head to head to head to head to head
Treat the homies like a bread knife, break bread
I be tryna
pops, your poppa was a rolling stone
Wherever he put his gun, that was his home
You see me in the zone, but no it's not the twilight
Nigga this is my
unless you've seen it in black
cuz attacks on the patriot act
are just smoke, and news doesn't come from Rolling Stone or the Daily Show
cuz the worlds
my laughs that ain't rolling
but your own genocide was mentally directed by
forces sweet forces that deranged you
or be cocked or outknocked by amazing
jak rolling stones
Widzieć ludzi tysiące wokół
Zasłuchanych w mój głos
Przez życie przejść wyłącznie na scenie
Przyznacie że niewielkie marzenie
Do
that or they're liars with no content
My real names Leviticus the flow must be God sent
When I was a rolling stone it was complex
Now I'm tryna build
I got a page, 9-double-1, Mr. Lil' One
Can you come across me, fondle me and floss me
Act like I care, grab you by the hair
Pull a 211
A country where there ain't no porno
So he couldn't masturbate
He didn't know The Rolling Stones (Rocknrolla)
But he had soul inside his heart
So
going
Get the stone rolling
like it's going downhill
But when you're going uphill
It's harder, I promise
Cos there's a risk of being crushed
So I'm
these pants nigga
Cost a rolling stone
That's a band nigga
Heard niggas talking red Bottoms
I been had what you saying Nigga
Running around like you
I been riding through the city
Carpe diem cease the day
I been rolling through the town
With these thoughts inside brain
I been trying so hard
But
readjusting my dick
Half human, half god, keep looking my phone
Let he who is without sin throw out the first stone
I ain't think so
Who your ops
Custom
rolling
Know that they want me dead
Knew I was under the scope when
We stomped on the street yelling
Fuck all the feds
Knew I was ready to die when
I saw
singers like K-
-Ci & JoJo, better off harmonizing with Taj
Leigh Leigh, and Coco thespian thugs
Niggas is all
Mouth like the Rolling Stones logo
Bianca
Wall
Dasz mi tą satysfakcję przy
Gitarach Rolling Stones
Steve Carell najwyższy czas to przebić
Nie widzę przeszkód
Wymierzę im karę Daredevil
Pierdolę
Žerieme tie, žerieme tie beaty jak na pikniku
Technika, verbálne kung fu
Punchlines ti natrhnu kundu
My jenom valíme kameny
Jsme jak Rolling Stones
Nejsme
and bones
And by the time I found
Who I was really in love with
It wasn't The Beatles or The Rolling Stones...
"Ready, steady, go."
And all the things
I'll be the last to understand
While you were demoralized
God dammit times still on your side
A rolling stone no less the
Dischords on the side
I lace with overdubs
Now wassup, if by some haphazard
You see me in Rolling Stone or down the rap master
Up in the slot where you used to rock
Your
hair, yes, there are
You live in a fancy apartment
Off the Boulevard St. Michel
Where you keep your Rolling Stones records
And a friend of Sacha
for this Dylan
Record oh yes please
And The Cream, and Rolling Stones
And Arlo Guthrie
A giant treasure trove all for pennies
And that’s how I caught
I'm gonna do
I was a rolling stone
Out on my own
But now that you're here
I'm just living in fear
Of you leaving
Counting all the days 'til
(Andrew M. Gold/Gary Burr)
Let's just say it's raining
And you come in where it's dry
And we strike a conversation
While the storm is rolling
hair, oh yes, there are
You live in a fancy apartment
Off the Boulevard St. Michel
Where you keep your Rolling Stones records
And a friend of Sacha
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