Lyrics:
Christ
Feed my household with this bread.
You can do it on your head.
Or has something gone wrong. Jesus, why do you take so long?
Oh come on, King
the Bowie household
Christmas time?
Oh, yeah, most of them really
Presents, a tree, decorations
Agents sliding down the chimney what?
I was just seeing if
You
household
Caught them pussies slippin' tryna squeeze
In the mouse hole that cheese is not yours
You are not chose by the gods
To live as we do so play
Your
go
Check your rear view and please
Lock your front doors
Niggas like me we be all in your household
While your out cold niggas in your stashbox
Tryin'
through mi eyes
Herb is now an household, dem say it commercialize
Still my homie up top doing twenty for life
Still marginalize though dem say
the game
I got a household name
I got news for you, baby
You're looking at the man
When it comes to Friday, I always earn
But don't try to teach me,
can hit the mall, and I'll buy what you need
Or I could ? to design you a piece
We ain't got a flaw, we can keep it in the household
As long as long
They are famous sensitive and talented
Their names are household words
And yet they are no more precious in God's eyes or in mine
Then those wonderful
Mothers and fathers separated from they sons
Households are broken, you couldn't hold your tongue
If it's yours, say it's yours, take the case, do your
misfit in my household today
Pick them all out and send them on their way
Do what you're doing, say what you're saying
Go where you're going, think what
occupies it)
We do the best we can (a household)
We travel this big earth as we roam (an environment offering security and happiness)
(A valued place,
to conversate
to a fossil pushing 58
all bags and her butt sags
in the desert no price tag
a household tool and a stank ho
the cactus turned Hammers
misfit in my household today
Pick them all out and send them on their way
Do what you're doing, say what you're saying
Go where you're going, think what
misfit in my household today
Pick them all out and send them on their way
Do what you`re doing, say what you`re saying
Go where you`re going, think
diamonds on my bitch 'cause they looked at her like a nobody (gang, gang, gang)
Put that boy in his grave, household name, he a somebody (brr)
I ain't
Like part of my household fixtures
These arms of mine are holdin'
Clingin' to your picture, cryin'
I need you, yes I need you
I need you, baby, I
waiting for me to go on
Wanting to see Ali perform, wasn't so po' before
I became this household name
I was playing them Little League games
Nobody
of the strong but
I just feel, me
Being ya brother from another state
Feels your pain as if
I grew up with you in ya very own household
You have the ability
kidnapped
Then release a statement to the press
Let the rest know who did that
Metal Fist terrorists claim rеsponsibility
Broken household name usually
Said
so my household of a long
Beach and I for sake crack
I’m a nice person do you know what how much
I need a brand new cars
I need a pump in the truck
I
was pentecostal
Evangelical she brought much of that fire
And brimstone back to her household
My uncle tony said the other kids
Teased him and his
And maybe you'll live to grow old
Kids and a wife and household
Slow your roll before your soul
Eject from your body and you turn cold
Take advice yo, take
demons but my angels might die too
Grindin' since I'm age ten
Single mother households tryin' their best to raise men
Know this pain a vessel to gain
Christ, you don't know the meaning of heartbreak, buddy
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon
'Cause it's effective, it's defective, it creates household odors
It
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