Lyrics:
Echoes of the Oldies,
Comin' through my barrio walls.
They're throwin' him a goodbye party,
But he's sittin' there all alone.
Someone's humping in my
the captain to his pony: listening for motors (from the ditch then)...
Oh water in the town water in the sound -
Water takes the valleys and it puts them in
I will
That's right
Years went by and she hit eighteen
And left home for the art-school scene
To paint the people of the shadows and the faces unseen
with the shrinky dink pants milk crate steady mic
check one two feedback shellac about to break on
through broadcast by a radio station low
very hairy
All the Shieks know he's a swinging Dromedary uhhuh oh yeah
Talkin' bout Humphrey the Camel
In the middle of the night by the light of an Arab
very hairy
All the Shieks know he's a swinging Dromedary uhhuh oh yeah
Talkin' bout Humphrey the Camel
In the middle of the night by the light of an Arab
in a mirror you will find
At your parents' house in 1989
Terrorized
By the ruling party, calendars and commas
Small request
Could we please turn
by the rotten mouth, painted eyes like a black pitch
A shout rises from beyond from beyond "The death is near the death has arrived"
The singer
'finna take off to party,
And you'll have to pardon me 'cause I'll 'prolly,
Be up in that shit, hitting my shit while everybody watchin',
'Cause we just
to the party
Come watch them die
Consumed by vengeance
now
with you,
stick it out, stay tough and you'll turn out super cool.
When I go to a party, everybody looks the same,
I'm the one they recognise, everybody
I've been there - believe me
crimes committed are unintentional
after the party we all went home alone
all the industry boys were still laughing
Just count your blessings one by one yo okay ay ay
Because it doesn't matter how e be
E doesn't matter where e be
E doesn't matter who e be
E doesn't
de un Yaris
De camino a tu casa a apagarte el party
Si estamos fumando no me pase el guía
Es que puede que me desvíe
Para casa del que no es y la
by zrobił będąc na twym miejscu
Na swoim nie potrafi nawet powstrzymać swych nerwów
Każdy jest znawcą ludzi każdy się mordo dziwi
Jak mówisz że sam
a fighter
Too stubborn to change
I wanted everything to be a little bit brighter
I need to hold on a little tighter
Inspired by Budd Dwyer
A writer with no
Heard it All Before
[Amil]
nigga you ain't told me nothing i ain't heard and
action speaks louder than words and
said you would treat me right
they
a bachelor party for you
Rat rider!
Rat rider!
Soaked fur just dyes our dirty talk
Every fang is polished gag-colored green like a sun so sick it only shines
Why are you mad, I aint the type who gonn' leave you on seen
Baby, it's facts, I know them niggas just wanna be me
All of them really just wanna be me
Know Say Man
I Sexy With The Rhymes
So The Gal Demma Shoot It In
My Rehearsal For Koga
This Life
Omo Na Turn By Turn
Say Brother If You Run My Run
But I
Take Me Home - Lyrics By Vwillz
Said we go way up way up way up and get louder under the stars we wish upon
Searching for love with friends that
to pass by
And even when you ask yourself why
You know Imma make that pussy cry
College girls callin’ my phone when I’m vibin’ in my own zone
Y’all expect
Merry Christmas, Asshole
Words and Music by Noel McKay and Becky Warren
You got drunk at my birthday party and passed out in the cake
But not
It might be a little slowly yeah
But you have to make a choice
Everybody seems so lovely yeah
There's no place for paranoids
Let the coin flip guide
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