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Plate and masturbate and fill the world with pride and joy and look him, =
He's such a dream, he's mommy's little boy tell me friends and tell my =

anymore
I might die where imma lay
Who said that boy couldn't hit that jump
These days get longer by the minute I won't
See past all the drama imma keep it

continent up in flames R’Ugh
Can I get some recognition, for so many years of not asking for permission
And like the little drummer boy I’m still on my

her thigh
Convinced yourselves you were both drunk and high
Now you're gonna pray.... hope and pretend
That your dirty little secret stays secret

that your kitty smell clean cause them boys they'll tell on you
This subject matter is a little absurd but Im talking bout this thing called hygiene
Know

nothing to say
I'm just a young man tryin to make one more day
To all them bad boyz no they don't mess with me
Cause we used to have a drummer
The boy

me, boom, clutch bucket in your face
I'm going to the top, step by step, little by little
As the legend used to say "Never ever rest in the middle!"
I

my pride is killing me
You can feel the pain in my vocal
(Vocal)
Now they think the boy is going loco
( Loco )
Much love for my muse and my choco

Shriner's Convention

Ray Stevens

20th Century Masters - The Millennium Collection: The Best of Ray Stevens

2004

don't answer the phone, udden udden! Mercy" 
Well, it was all arranged by the Ladies Auxiliary in the downtown Convention Hall
Cold Roast Beef, String

deep within, a little boy, still dreams of SkyTV,
Remembering those humble days, when he longed for what could be.

No SkyTV, no tales to see,
Just a boy

acting like everything's just fine

But you're really in disguise 

I refuse to lose my pride 

Because you decide

To have a little trick on the side

Bad Mutha

Kool Moe Dee

Kool Moe Dee

1986

I'm a bad, bad, bad mutha-

Mutha-, mutha-, muthaf-

I put a hurtin on rappers, egos are crushed
Pride is swallowed, asses are bust
Hearts are taken,

Bad Mutha

Treacherous Three

Turn It Up

2000

I'm a bad, bad, bad mutha-

Mutha-, mutha-, muthaf-

I put a hurtin on rappers, egos are crushed
Pride is swallowed, asses are bust
Hearts are taken,

where boys got a little more pride
That's why all your friends dippin' to Atlanta, payin' just to find a tour guide
Abel, run your fuckin' bread, need

when you're ready, we can take a ride
I'll put my pride aside and I'll be happy to provide
Just to get a little piece of all the joy that you supply

For some healing i wont find

And i gave so much
So many pointless days
Oh my sonny boy
you're going ablaze

But I'll bring you down
knowing my pride

this lean or me"
Only know them by they face
Told you this a dream to me
Act up boy, your secrets
Reek, sneak diss hit, you leave it be
Stomach hurting,

muscle muscle
I talk with my chest
These little boys they like to mumble
Make a murder mess
& that's the way the cookie crumbles
Ice up on my neck
so

lack of Wisdom,
and the little boy fairy taught him a lesson.
So, remember,
wisdom is always greater than beauty.

pride go
These little bitches is little bitches
We never love ‘em
To all the sisters with ambition
I see your hustle i'm trying to go though
Y'all already

and believe and harvest
Seed for the girls who's looked down by the world set em free
(Let me switch it up a little bit)
Took our credit didn't need a loan

by
And watches his son go through college full ride
At  graduation day, daddy’s in clear view

(end chorus)
I see a little lost boy with a tear in his

Roseanne the sun is shining by the riverside
You can't throw it away without losing your pride
Roseanne there's a feeling that the boys don't know

I go by the name of Kel Mitchell!
And this is TeamBackPack! Let's go!

Yo, I'm so '96, back and on my grimy shit
Nigga get -whoever they'll sign me