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Thanks Sal, for all you listeners at home
Who think you have the right answers
Jot 'em down on a four-by-ten sheet of paper
And get two proof
society
To open up my life for me
I don't need no audience
To shoot you in my cunning sense
I don't think you understand
What's that dripping in your
The gardener standing by, three offers he made me.
The pink, the violet, and red rose, which I refused all three.
Which I refused all three
The pink's no
and play
What more can I say? Welcome to LA
My nigga said he wanna fly out to get him
Some, three W's only for a three day run, bitch
Take them
front of an audience
Disturbing the peace
And the local ordinance
My eta
I'll arrive by morning
Money long like the arms on Alonzo Mourning
Vampire
of cricket bows
I am proud man anyway
Covered now by three days
Three ways was the morning
Three lovers, in three ways
We knew when she landed
Three
Hello! Hooray! Let the show begin,
I've been ready.
Hello! Hooray! Let the lights grow dim,
I've been ready.
Ready as this audience that's coming
of cricket bows
I am proud man anyway
Covered now by three days
Three ways was the morning
Three lovers, in three ways
We knew when she landed
Three
So may I introduce to you
The act you've known for all these years,
Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band.
We're Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club
Three little words
Oh what I'd give for that wonderful phrase
To hear those three little words
That's all I'd live for the rest of my days
cut it off and the block don't move. It's the return of the obvious, nature by the naughtiest, hand clapping, hand dapping, rapping for the audience
with sweat
To people in the crowd I give what they get
Papers make paid, babies make laid
I don't really worry, nor do I fret
Waiting for the gimme
-G
Three-one-G
Hung around in your soundtrack
To mirror all that you've done
To find the right side of reason
To kill the three lies for one
I can see all
I've got heartaches by the number
A love that I can't win
But the day that I stop counting
That's the day my world will end
Heartache Number Three
I'm gonna pick up the pieces
And build a Lego house
When things go wrong we can knock it down
My three words have two meanings
There's one
with sweat
To people in the crowd I give what they get
Papers make paid, babies make laid
I don't really worry, nor do I fret
Waiting for the gimme
i dont care if youre sick
what can i possibly do with an american library
and a contract on you
ive got six broken soldiers in the trunk of my
you by and by
'Cause you, I would die for you, yeah
Darling if you want me to
You, I would die for you
I'm not your lover
I'm not your friend
[Chorus]
Three hearts in a tangle
And one heart will have to break
Three hearts in a tangle
What will be the loser's fate
One heart, I'm tied
real, baby
Gonna keep movin', gonna go to town
I've come up hard, I come up gettin' down
There's only three things that's for sure
Taxes, death
foul, I don't know why you still pretendin'
What is the owl? Bird niggas and bird bitches, go
The audience not dumb
Shape the stories how you want
Three little words
Oh, what I'd give for that wonderful phrase
To hear those three little words
That's all I'd live for the rest of my days
I've got heartaches by the number
A love that I can't win
But the day that I stop counting
That's the day my world will end
Heartache Number Three
You make me sick to my stomach
Chase after bad guys and you love it
No happiness
I'm rappin this
The audience will finally know your toxic and we
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