Lyrics:
You can a j – you can be a judge
Help people who seek justice
You can be a k - kindergarten teacher
Those kids are young and restless
You can be an l –
flies to space
Wow lady, I wana b yor pal n yor buddy
Just feel ma slurrz n say u r ready
Can u tell from ma swagga dat I am American?
I used to live
Eye just know that you are the one, you're the light
cnointed one, you are the christ
Love,
Love,
Love
Love
Love,
Love,
Love
L. O. V. E. when
peace officer of the state of texas
Greetings you are hereby Commanded to Arrest
Tyler gregory okonma b m 3
6 91
If to be found in your
County and bring
of currency
To be or not to be, that is Shakespeare tragedy
Handle like ??? shootin' like a pistol
Pack it like a heavey by the name of Travis Bickle
F O R J E S U S
A L L F O R J E S U S
A L L F O R J E S U S
I wanna know the one who paid for my sins
Live my life so that it pleases Him
I wanna
double-S, F-O-U-R
F-E-A-R-L-E double-S, F-O-U-R
(Fearless Four)
F-E-A-R-L-E double-S, F-O-U-R
(Fearless Four)
F-E-A-R-L-E double-S, F-O-U-R
the stallion.
A-B-C-D-E-F-G-H-I-J-K-L-M-N-O-P-Q-S-S-TA-L-L-I-O-N
I am the stallion, mang.
I can feel what I like to see in you and me and the stallion.
I can
are the stallion
a-b-c-d-e-f-g-h-i-j-k-l-m-n-o-p-q-s-s-t-a-l-l-i-o-n
I am the stallion, mang.
I can feel what I like to see in you and me
a fuck.
Chances are usually not good
'Cause I freeze with my hands on a hot hood.
And gettin' jacked by the you-know-who.
When in a black and white
coke and homicide leap
The other street opportunity, the chance to live sweet
Think positive k-nowledgement k-cypher complete
So you can be
be me
The boy F are double the E play with mouths
I will dot your I's, blaze your T's
No, no, I'm not related to are
I don't play with kids, I check
Yo, what up, it's your boy Dae-Dae
Yo, what up, it's RichboyRC and you're listening to Cartridge by Jay Browne
On 1(800)813-4evr: Deluxe
Dae-dae,
Nwetekwa heh
Nwetekwa o ihe nke eme u
Ihe nke eme u ti'n ba ra e mu
Woss ti'n ba ra e mu
Ma f'oju e ri m'abo (oh)
Ma f'oju e ri m'abo uhn
I hustle
the law, nigga break it, I don't care
And when you get caught, remember that I don't care
N.O.R.E., blow you off the atmosphere
That mean now we
choice at all
I'll say it again
L is for love, baby
O is for oh yes I do
V is for virtue, so I ain't gonna hurt you
E is for even if you want me to
R is
on black, I RIP a hater
You can stand up, you can grab a chair
This going be the truth even if you dare
I will leave you square when you live on sphere
Make
imperfections I'm a love you till the day that I'm gone
How do you spell dad?
It goes L-O-V-E
How do you spell dad?
It goes L-O-V-E
Son in the land
Gettin' paid up in pace
Twenty-Fo' by the hour
Keep my pockets on stroll
And you know that I'm rollin
I can never be no faker
'cause my game is to go just
Facciamo il disco, poi facciamo i soldi, poi facciamo i live, poi spendiamo i soldi, poi rifacciamo il disco
Teng sol nu pian , no teng o piano B
flashes with they cameras, that's how you get caught up in a scandal
My outfit was sick I fed it Campbell's
I always be leading by example
I hopped out
and playing it raw
Speaking my name you better quit, 'fore you lose your jaw
S-L-A-be that's on my life, we ready for war
Who gon represent for Texas,
Be what you be - be
Rock rock to the Planet Rock, don't stop
Rock rock to the Planet Rock, don't stop
You're in a place where the nights are hot
I'm F-R-E-E dummy bitch free
Pop out on the scene so fresh and clean just mobbin' with the team
I'm S-I-N-G-L with the E
Told my ex delete my number
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