Lyrics:
guys
And so you ask about the god DO
I'm top notch holdin my spot gun by my crotch
You think not I'm respected and feared around here
And so I must
the longest song, the longest, thirteen minutes
Over thirteen minutes and three seconds. Oh yea, yea, yea, I like it man
Would you like to do it too, would you
damn
I'm a broken expert I do not play ah
He never gat his money up and did not play no
She never saw the sun always a great day
Don't ask me how I know
part
And lovin' you right, only gets harder, ooh
What do I gotta do, yeah (what do I gotta do?)
What do I gotta do, gotta do?
What do I gotta do
Excuse me, excuse me
I don't do this usually but I know what you need
You need a nigga like me
You ain't never had a nigga pull up on you and do
fools fall in love, he said so what
What if they do
What if you met someone like you who likes to do the thing you do
And it takes two to make a thing go
guard down open and bare no matter what I take or drink I never feel repaired
You left me with so many questions call me questionnaire but since I saw
girl that I just adore
I'm seein this girl that what I never saw before
The way she was swaying and doing the swing
I had to let her know just about
seen you again
Girl I coulda sworn I just saw you
Passin' me by passin' me by pa passin' me by
I swore I caught a glimpse of you from the corner of my
really sees your dad
I met your sister too
She told me that she loves you
But she never knows what to do
So, I took her down to Melbourne
If only you
the job you have, then what do you do it for?
The cure to pain isn't something you buy at liquor stores, nah
The real you is not defined by the size
wounds still
Couldn't held myself the first time
When i saw him bleeding
I thought that wasn't over B
I thought you weren't gonna leave
Never saw my
The Unit was coached by Phil Jackson
The N was raw, it's Tim McGraw
Them Henny caps was spinnin' off
You had beef and niggas saw you?
They smacked you
in berlin?
I don't live in berlin.
Where do you live?
I live in texas.
Texas?
Texas.
Oh I see, lyndon johnson lives in texas too, does he not?
I know,
resume? And do you have a business card? And the producer, he gives my mom this blank look. I'm embarrassed. He laughs and then says, I don't have one, but
to exist (thank you, thank you, thank you)
And if you do- if you care about the safety- (thank you, thank you)
Uh, his suicide as a- an example of what
to (So what you gonna make him do?)
A place there is no need to (So what's he gonna)
To feel you (So what's he gonna)
To feel that you're not alone (So
to (So what you gonna make him do?)
A place there is no need to (So what's he gonna)
To feel you (So what's he gonna)
To feel that you're not alone (So
"Hey punk, you forgot your chair!"
And by the look in his eyes, I knew that this was the end.
Then he body slammed me two or three times
And he put
been marked for death, almost ripped apart
By the beast but he missed his mark
Alone in the dark my thoughts had sparked up
When I saw my body
enough money
How the fuck I'ma get what I got and I ain't never had nothin'?
He do for people he don't know, he feel they usin' him
He know her feelings
And I can't cap
(He can't cap)
Aye, J you got that blunt? (Hahahaha)
(Yes, we do consume each others blood on occasion for ritual purposes)
Aye don't
a name
He's ready to fight
But not to fuss
Cornelius
He isn't a wuss
He never was
Cornelius
Music by Peter Furler / Lyrics by Steve Taylor
everybody else was going up, but this nigga was stuck
But then grade 8 came through
His aunt gave him a laptop and said let's see what you do
He watched a lot
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