Lyrics:
it's not my fucking problem
These are just songs using lyrics made by a made-up alter ego
That are read off a piece of paper
This alter ego is simply
get heavy on the Henny
After this, I'm linking Bethany and Kelly, uh
All these brothers say they got me
They don't get me, no one stop me
So don't
This song appears on four albums, and was first released on the John Denver Album. It has also been released on the Country Classics, Reflections
come this far by faith, leaning on the Lord
But now you got to get up, get out, and get something… what are you waiting for?
And you already know I’m
loosing patience
Yeah Fights leads into conversations
We are surrounded by inspiration
Cheah
And I'm feeling abit lazy
Locked up in my mind
Paul Kelly who's
Woah, uh
You ready Kelly? Woah
Pick up the guitar
Let’s go
You’re everything that a friend should be
Oh my God, my friends are free
I keep them by
grave like R. Kelly (You a felon)
Your boy on the news watch the tele (Yuh yuh watch that shit)
I be hittin' milestones till' my tombstone
Still in my
In life it's Seven Deadly Sins, so I pray for Redemption
Locked in like R. Kelly, but this pot is not for pissin
Santa just sent me some mail, he
Dressed in all pink, 'cept my gator shoes, those are green
Draped in a leopard mink, girls standin' next to me
Probably shoulda washed this, smells like R
Sunsets in cali
By the way she looking at me
She must that girl from the valley
She came up to me and she grabbed me she told me
That i was too late
Boy Lucifer
I don't wanna like you, but I do at the same time
All the signs in plain sight, you know I'ma stay right
Right by your side when you wake
Mike moon walked
R Kelly tried to fly
Keem had a dream
Fucked around believed lies
Bitch told me that she love me, and that's the biggest one
19
stomach hurt
Bad bitch R. Kelly I'm making her flirt
And that bitch so stupid she get on my nerves
And I feel like this night is gon' end in a hearse
But I
I'm pouring out this metaphorical 40
Taking time to acknowledge the things that weren't meant for me
Surely there are people in my life who aren't
her out, but I just want some sucky suck
My Glock a a minor, Gen 17, can't leave it round R. Kelly
Turn that nigga to a bowling ball, put holes all in
Yeah
I'm hella smooth so you know I gotta keep it
P
Like R. Kelly
When you with me in this life everything free
Like we stealing
Keep a mask
and even my
Image
My disciples are not even given my pictures
The Savants secretly leak some of my scriptures
But are squashed soon as they're seen by
Motherfucker, you'd better break yourself
My skin is my sin, look at my complexion
Section 8, erection great
Balls like Ru Paul and a big fat
I tried to write a rap song
It didn't take me that long
'Cause I rushed it
So the words are shit and the tune
Will get right on your tit's
My rhymes
rappin' for a joke
A passing hope or a phase with a rope
Sometimes I choke and try to believe
When I get challenged by a million MCs
I try to tell them,
still takin' rappin' for a joke
A passing hope or a phase with a rope
Sometimes I choke and try to believe
When I get challenged by a million MCs
I
takin' rappin' for a joke
A passing hope or a phase with a rope
Sometimes I choke and try to believe
When I get challenged by a million MCs
I try
album was the first album
With the real sound that
Electric punk rock became
"We are from the Lower East Side
We don't give a damn if we live or die
We
my eye and let you know I got the game
When I pass by I know exactly what u say
He's so fly
And he's so coo
Hey shawty (Hey shawty)
What it do
He mad
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