Lyrics:
the knowledge? Let's see what it really could be
In the back of the picture, she showing her seat, it say, double R
I ain't call her myself I ain't knowing her
leather and black
My hair was combed by a laser
Yours is a little bit messy in the back
We're in a neon pyramid
At the entrance to the hall
They've got his
one?
Another one?
Ill Met By Moonlight
Hasn’t released a track
We made it through four
And we haven’t gone back
Don’t get me started on sharks
Swimming
it
Huh, and in the end we all got dicked
These are our heroes, thanks a lot, public school systems still rot
Still harassed by cops, snitches
flocking 'round my way
Got my back against the wall, uh
I'm ready to spray
Standing by the lightpost, breakfast
Got my hand on my hand on my right toes
Cause
Bongo By The Way
I wake up every morning on the same shit
I smoke my 'Wood to the roach like I ain't rich
Niggas I used to hang with, is still
'Cause the chorus repeats the same
Four words for us" and the song's ginormous
The whole formula's switched
'Cause we don't know anymore what are hit's
Is
Kiss my daughter on the cheek and I'm strapped as we speak
Dirty money get bloody, you still see the gun wounds
But what's funny are the ones that we
a place I go to get bored
Get busy get by
Because when I get to the party
See all of my mates from back home
We'll drink cheap beers from Geelong
Listen
On your side of town
Like confetti
I confess
Big surprises
Are the best
Stomping on the pavement
Come in close we can get adjacent
Love the swaying
Back
no shame I'll admit it
Rose colored glasses had me seeing something different
But I'm back to pimping
Courtney Kelly 'bout that action like a movie
quatre, cinq bougies
Le son pas trop fort, l'album d'R Kelly
Roses rouge sang dans le jacuzzi
Parler des gens jusqu'à pas d'heure
(Back it up, back it up)
Yeah ah back to that old shit!
For all you fake ass teachers out there
Aiyyo Kris break this shit up!
The type of lyrical terrorism I present
listed by others
This that summertime, Kool & The Gang, me and my brothers
Taking it back like primitive, tell me now who gon' let 'em live?
Shit, like
Back streets are like track meets 'cause I be runnin' this
Ain't nowhere to run ('cause I be runnin' this)
Ain't nowhere to hide (come on)
Ain't
Staying up, up to late
Saying we won’t ever wait
for the moment to pass us all by
Living while dumb are reckless
I’m wishing days were endless
Haha
It’s finally the day
I have to turn in my album
Mirror the album
By ¡IT’S ALESSANDRO
Playing on a streaming service
You already have
May
can't get rid of it
'Cause you remember it all too well
'Cause there we are again when I loved you so (loved you so)
Back before you lost the one
That was Neon Hours' by Sparky Lightning and The Bolts from their 1982 classic album, Saturday. We are listening to the entire record front to back
reo(?) get at me ho
I make these hos happy tho cause I'm there pappy oh
Its to soon for you to be on my team
But give are kelly a call I think like em 13
figure in fashion many are
Put off by his front-row ubiquity and
Often surly behavior West clearly
Relishes his role
As a cultural lightning rod where
the banister
Shoot him on camera then kill his manager
Then hang a banner up
That reads you can't proceed
Without bein' conceived
By one album of the 90's
Rock ya like Chubb, and burn scrubs like a dumb-dumb
Remember Redman, last album I was Hardcore
Now I'm back to tear the frame out your assCRACK
get out of it
Any and all should fall, many are small should call
Naughty By Nature the creator of all y'all
Show hope, show no hope and can't cope,
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