Lyrics:
were broke.
And all our working shifts were woke
By the tolling of a bell:
We dreamed we were in hell!
“Hey ho! My bully boys blow”,
“To sea we go”
and pride
Enola Gay delivers the warhead
“Little Boy” starts to ignite
Atomic – warfare
Is now imminent
Nuclear – winter
Deadly aftermath
Hiroshima
Sets fire
of "interposition" and "nullification" -- one day right there in Alabama little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white
how
I have always been your diamond
Am I courtly now?
Am I special now?
Am I your little promising boy?
Though my pride's unbowed,
my affliction's
silly little wish come true
Don't worry, this songs all about you
And I'll take my time
Ripping you apart with your pride to start
It's my agenda
Why is
rent
Yeah that your top lip
That boy need a hoe bath take a little rinse
Ran out with that bag like Tate Laurenz
Pop out with the swag tailor stitched
to the tear of a big man
From the dream of a poor boy to the pride of success
You were there you've been there always
Destiny not a miracle blessings
the Cuban race bitch
What, you don fucked up the Cuban race, little peon
Nigga you ain't shit, it's gang shit nigga
Pussy boy, what the fuck nigga
Stop
soon
The Pale was reelin'
To cradle Irish freedom in
Dear old Dublin town
Fare thee well until we meet again
Down by the Liffey water
I'll bid farewell
First you take my heart
In the palm of your hand
And you squeeze it tight
Then you take my mind
And play with it all night
You take my pride
Daddy's little girl,
In her Catholic world
Never ever late
Always home by eight
But now college calls
With it's hallowed halls
She looks for her
ain't playing with them them boys
I'm go keep this fire burning and I ain't go let nobody take my Pride
My Pride
My Pride
This little light of mine
I'm
there's very fine people on both sidesx4
(CHORUSX4)
When you wall off the rest of the world
When you lock up little boys and girls
When minorities fill
along
We'd been afraid of
In carriage golden
Drawn by horses blind
I saw you leave this mortal life
Oh my old friend
We grew up boys with
Wranglin' Ron
by Slaid Cleaves/Jeff Plankenhorn
Wranglin' Ron, Wranglin' Ron
Works on his ranch all day long
A couple of illegals to help him
Clappin' at ya ass with one of them things
[Chorus]
I gots to live by my pride
'Cause I came to Ruff Ryde or die
And I gots to shut down ya name
drummer boy right up in the front
Giving orders from a beat while they marched the streets
But nobody was left when the music was done
Not even one sole
Turn me up a little bit, man just a little
Let me feel the summer breeze in my hair
Whip it, in the convertible queens shit
Cruising down Queens Blvd
thousand miles and lose with a smile
It's that Montana pride that drives this Idaho boy wild
She ain't just a whiskey barrel girl She's her kids and her
and follow me
We’ll fight our way to Independence Day
See the little boy of four
Standing on the corner
He stands so small but full of pride
A soldier in
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
Little drummer boy with the funk see
Better watch it the way that you stepping
I might blow a fuse
Imma bless you
Aye now This is killa season
Let out them
Lies, lies, all you ever do is tell me lies Lies, it is never coming by surprise
Pride, I know it's the devil in the skies Skies, he will never get
on the floor howling at the moon can I get some more heart beating on my chest like little drummer boy (going rum bum bum pom pom) hitting so hard it can make
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