Lyrics:
Beatles
Tee got me on my grizzly now I'm seeing thangs
I can't lose add mo commas and zeros now I got Krazy change
Dey was like how you do it you was
is takin' over
Blame myself, you never felt guilt 'til you felt it sober
I wish I was somebody (ooh-oh, oh, oh)
Anybody but myself (ooh-oh, oh,
The Cremation of Sam McGee
The Cremation of Sam McGee
(Robert W. Service)
There are strange things done 'neath the midnight sun
by the men who moil
a fact
'Til death do us part, I'ma always have your back
You beefed 'cause you heard that I was cursin' in my raps
Eighty-six, still you want to run
Music music was evil and I'm writing this song so I guess that makes me evil
I bet you'd call my lyrics satanic like you did that of Ozzy
shit gotta work, there ain't no back-up plan
Then your son pulled you away, god damn, it's like
Uh, now let the story begin (Now let the story begin uh,
assholes
New Beatles, what we named the LP
Young, stupid rebels, way before UNLV.
When this shit drop, there ain't nothing you can tell me, bitch
It's
was so fuckin' lame
'Til that boy who shook his pelvis
That truck driver they called Elvis
Since he cut loose its never
Ever been the same
Because he
Capricorn, is it?
Wise Man 3: No, no, that's just him.
Mandy: Oh, I was going to say, otherwise there'd be a lot of
them.
(The Wise Men are
got away from there, I might have nearly died
Lavender Sweep.
That's the name of a street in Clapham I was going to write a song about
Lavender Sweep
right there they don't play by the rules,
Some of them just like the power and do as they choose,
And if you don't believe police harassment is true,
consistent
And I never held Lombardi, but me and my boys stay winning
And if I told you it was over maybe I just wanted closure
I'm the type to fuck your
free
There's blood in the streets, no justice, no peace
No racist beliefs, no rest 'til we're free
You've exploited and stolen the music, the moment
loyal's a crime, then I'm so guilty
If you was missin a spine you'd still have to feel me
Some came and went but your girl is everlasting
'Til the day
loyal's a crime, then I'm so guilty
If you was missin a spine you'd still have to feel me
Some came and went but your girl is everlasting
'Til the day
was an itty bitty kitty
Drinkin' liquor out my momma's titty
And smokin' weed was an everyday thing in my household,
And drinking liquor til' you out
Getting so cold I'm not blinkin'
What in the world was I thinkin'?
New day, new money to be made
There is nothin' to explain
I'm a fuckin' black Beatle
(Bad Company)
[VERSE:]
Johnny was a school boy when he heard his first Beatles song
Love Me Do, I think it was and from there it didn't take him
There I was just a boy
I would sit, listen to the radio
And then a song on
And the next thing I know
I was singing along
To a Michael Jackson song
I can tell by the way you've been
Lookin' at yo girlfriend
I can tell by the way you've been
Dancing wit yo girlfriend
Can I ask?
Iz u down? Iz u
Maybe I asked for too much
But maybe this thing was a masterpiece
Til you tore it all up
Running scared, I was there
I remember it all too well
And you
get a plate now
Ignorant and mad young, wanted to be the one
'Til I got (blaow-blaow-blaow), felt one
Yeah, my pops was a fiend since sixteen (word)
because I'm being you every week
(by the way it seem that everybody...)
I grit my teeth and bare it (you know this judge? he carries a grudge!)
Just
Wednesday afternoon when you cry all night
Wednesday early we fall into work all caught up in the day by day
Thursday morning is not Thursday morning
'til
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