Lyrics:
It was four in the morning when he knocked on my door
""I'm sorry to wake you up, I was about to pass by your porch
But then I saw the light.
It's my
long and make it narrow,
Sweet William died for me today,
I'll die for him tomorrow.
They buried her in the old church yard,
They buried him beside her,
Oh my darling
Tell me what is really going on
Yeah
Momma told me not to talk to strangers life is tough
I put syrup in my Coca-Cola, dude it's gon
memories way back
Take me way back, Hyndford Street and Hank Williams
Louis Armstrong, Sidney Bechet on Sunday afternoons in winter
Sidney Bechet, Sunday
Jesus keep me from all wrong
I'll be satisfied as long
As I walk, dear lord, close to Thee
See me through days of wine and roses
By and by when
know I am the man that come up positivity
Never negativity 'cause we create then do-re-mi
My name is Will.I.Am from B.E.P
Black Eyed Peas, numero uno,
at their heads, like hair in a comb
Sittin' by the window, I just stare at the storm
Know I'll make it through it like hair in a comb
Young Money over
at their heads, like hair in a comb
Sittin' by the window, I just stare at the storm
Know I'll make it through it like hair in a comb
Young Money over
There's a man across the hall
Who sits starin' at the floor
And he thinks he's Hank Williams
Hear him singin' through the door
There's a girl in
all in me eye
And first by the Clergy invented
For to get a fat bit for themselves"
"Oh, and I'll be cut up like a pie
And me nob from me body be
about a river runnin' thicker than water
And it's about blood
Once upon a time in America
Workin' man knew where he stood
Nowadays just gettin' by
then night passed away, the day came on
And into the morning light
Sweet William said, "I'm troubled in my head
By the dreams that I dreamed last night"
Sięgać gwiazd to jak być Rockefeller
William's middle son Gees śliski teren
Cazzo byłem no.1 tutaj z moim towarem cloud
Pierwszy kurwa a Heisenberga
And come on and tell me twice
Written by Shaun William Ryder / Paul Anthony Ryder / Mark Philip Day / Gary Kenneth Whelan
Published by London Music /
And come on and tell me twice
Written by Shaun William Ryder / Paul Anthony Ryder / Mark Philip Day / Gary Kenneth Whelan
Published by London Music /
neck and wrist Froze up
Was down now I go up
My heart still bigger than my muscles
Stay humble
Matching my vibe, worth a million
My shirt by William
quick to shoot it
So hit the switch, punk blew it, and bang the music
[Hook: P. Dot (The Reverend William Black)]
I don't care what it takes, we gon'
character by hanging them
Like lol what a way to go
Also lol, um, John Proctor
He cheated on his wife with this girl called Abigail Williams right?
His wife's
Written by: Dèja D. Williams
Produced: Shahid Elamin, Dèja D. Williams
Dèja
Finally together, I hope you know what to do,
Come and make me
guess it was forgotten for a long time
They took it all apart in '59
The years went by and arcades were the place to be
Games from Midway, Williams
boys named William and Harry
Now they have kids and are grown
She lived in a palace in London town
Her son, Prince William, lived there too
She wore
hustle like Will.i.am
Everywhere I go I'm the man
I keep it a Hunnid grand
I'm bringing up all my Fam
And you can't tell me nothing
I'm really in these
alone
The road I've been traveling is as rocky as Maine's coast
Got me feeling like Hank William's ghost
One foot on the ground and the other in the grave
and cold
Got nowhere to go
Die by myself in the dark all alone
Back to where it begun on my own
Finally somewhere I know I belong
Bitch I'm ready for death
I
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