Lyrics:
In ancient times, we had Pope and Inquisition as judges
Decapitation on the square
People watched and had fun
Everybody was afraid of an "old man
a little belly
Your bitch got a fat belly
When I was a little, I use to like jelly
Who the fuck really listens to R. Kelly
Why y'all niggas really out there
it all together, so I put a seam in it
Yeah, lay aside every weight, I'm really slim with it
And my belly full of holy water, y'all be streaming it
the future man yeah it's kinda scary
Nightmares in my cup filling up my belly
Sending me to the coffin and I'm not ready
It's quarter past eleven and my eyes
It's getting late have you seen my mates
Ma tell me when the boys get here
It's seven o'clock and I want to rock
Want to get a belly full of beer
He was just a hometown cowboy his belly kind of fat
Acme boots up on his feet and a big you-roll-it hat
He entered in the bull riding he did it
hungry but them belly full
The structure is set ya neva change it with a ballot pull
In tha ruins there's a network for tha toxic rock
School yard ta
A little misdemeanor that you did to get some space
From a life where you feel you're behind death in a race
Full in his belly but he took food of my plate
up, pay dirt
Everybody wants to party
Full belly still suckin on the parsley
Star sleeps between the hard sheets
You only parked on the street to hear
dead he's a man
But I be bustin, hustlin, niggas ain't trustin
I'm a soldier, that's why niggas ain't trustin
No bitch or no nigga, ho or no sucka
Fiend
It's getting late have you seen my mates
Ma tell me when the boys get here
It's seven o'clock and I wanna rock
Want to get a belly full of beer
Days when I can taste my life
Days when I taste dead
Belly full of cold white lies
To keep this hunger fed
Watch the one who wants it all
Watch him
I need am blinded by you grace
You love is full of peace
Your power is full of heat
The haters can't relate man on moving to the gate
The devil is
Shine shine.
Shi-I-I-shi-shine.
WooHoooooooooo.
WooHoooooooooo.
Shine!
WooHoooooooooo.
WooHoooooooooo.
Isabelle is a belly dancer with a kleptomaniac's
the full scene, fixated on the move full steam ahead. Reform everything made upon the ground on which we stand. This no request makin it a demand. Tribal
the belly of a vulture
Get by barely
Getting scary what it's come to
Smart wasn't cool
So a genius play a fool
For lack of fitting in
Facing facts fiction
enemies receding
Shadow boxing the universe, bobbing and weaving
My people they eating
Until they bellies full i'm allowing them to be greedy
We really been
slipped
The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out,
divorce. It's because people wake up next to a stranger. They say, Who the hell are you? What are you doing in this bed? Where's that man that used to do
coke by the boatload
Fuck dat, on the run-by, gun high, one eye closed
Left holes through some guy clothes
Stop your bullshittin, glock with the full
Nothing but fortune cookie parrables
A pair of full belly politicians
And a bitch with a half mast flag
R.I.P.'d all your dreams
You got side eye beams
But
been hustling to survive
You could never understand me
Big head, full belly
Man I think it's kind of scary
Man y'all people kinda hairy
But we crawling
horoscope
I'm starting to doubt that you the right one
What are you lying for? Your bull shat all
Over the maze, half man so minotaur
Trace leads back
great
Pocket full of cake
Cop a dos plate?
Man hold up wait
It's the boy Jay
Diamonds in my face
You're boy's diamonds fake
What's the damn dealie
You
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