Lyrics:
the bumpers
Always playing clean
He plays by intuition
The digit counters fall
That deaf dumb and blind kid
Sure plays a mean pinball!
He's a pinball
From 1990, took the pillow, left me with the case
Never met me, spat at me but I'm the disgrace
You'd tried to kick me out my race
Your nicest word
are giving kerosene
The kid can't read at seventeen
The words he knows are all obscene
But it's alright
I will get by
I will get by
I will get
Feeling all the bumpers
Always playing clean.
He plays by intuition,
The digit counters fall.
That deaf dumb and blind kid
Sure plays a mean pinball!
to learn to be a kid to embrace my gifts
Oh, I'm feelin' this
Yo, I'm super rich
I'm from a place where the talent is effortless
Richland County baby, so I'm
WELL THIS IS SAMMI N PASSING THROUGH SINCE GOD KNOWS WHEN
1990 SOMETHING TO 20 SOMETHING YEAH
SEE THE WAY THE WORLD IS GOING ON
LET’S SIT DOWN
for these
And I got a loved one who loves me
Kids to make my cares hurry by
I may not be in heaven but I can't be far away
A son of God's country am I
the biggest kick I ever got
Was doing a thing called the Crocodile Rock
While the other kids were Rocking Round the Clock
We were hopping and bopping
these lines are longitudinal
I'm likely linked to Lazarus
Describe me with no adjective
Then love me where my mattress is
By morning I'll be gone
Sunrise,
called, Edutainer
You'll find the law of balance on the two turntables
So look out for the FRESH Edutainer label
[KRS-One]
Biddi-by-by, by
Uh Yo Look
It started on the 11th day of the 5th month
1990 my mother's belly where you could find me
That was my first place cozy n warm
12:34 das
her kids to bed
Her and her husband Bobby well they split up
I guess it's two years gone by now
We just sit around talking about the old times
She
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire
Jack frost nipping at your nose
Yuletide carols being sung by a choir
And folks dressed up like Eskimos
Everybody
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire, Jack Frost nipping at your nose.
Yuletide carols being sung by a choir and folks dressed up like Eskimos.
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire, Jack Frost nipping at your nose.
Yuletide carols being sung by a choir and folks dressed up like Eskimos.
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire
Jack Frost nipping at your nose
Yule-tide carols being sung by a choir
And folks dressed up like Eskimos
the teller by surprise
And, the word spread of Billy the kid
Well he never traveled heavy
Yes he always rode alone
And he soon put many older guns
by the fence
Not long after we moved in
That's my kids and that's my wife
Who's that man, runnin' my life
jump bail
Join the army, if you fail
Look out kid
You're gonna get hit
But losers, cheaters
Six-time users
Hangin' 'round the theaters
Girl by
Sittin' on the front porch on a summer afternoon
In a straight-back chair on two legs, leaned against the wall
Watch the kids a-playin' with June
so far behind
From California to Jane Street
Kids alright, alright as they'll ever be
'Cause you will always be my
Well, you will always by my
You
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire
Jack Frost nipping at your nose
Yule-tide carols being sung by a choir
And folks dressed up like Eskimos.
Back to the Basics Lyrics
This song is dedicated to al the Africans who grew up in Africa in the 1990s, you know, 90’s babies.
Playing bano,
As the doors slide a side
And i tried to walk inside the elevator
With no place to face
Noticed by one
But the other starts to back over me
Well composed
I
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