Lyrics:
like a young girl in great despair.
And her little boat against a rock did run.
"How can I live now my sweet William is gone?"
the book
A Mastermind
Never do a thing irrational
Lives forever, these tales are classical
Velvet bow ties, bulletproofs in the tux, when I roll by
In
So all y'all can suck my dick, bitch!
I got a whip like Miracle Ludacris lyrical FOOL
We dirty south shut yo' mouth we rock jewels
No holds barred
i'm in command
You expect a ring you must be insane
I'm here to rock you like a hurricane
(Foxy Baby)
I'm the king of the jungle
I got the charts
harm but meant to pass by
For it bein' on Christmas mornin'
"But," says he, "My fine fellows, if you will enlist
Ten guineas in gold I'll stick
don't know him, but I wonder
(Is he rich like me?) Haha
Has he taken (has he taken) any time (any time)
(To show) to show you what you need to live
got our eyes looking like we from Korea
We floating but I'ma rock
The boat like Aaliyah, rIP
Shorty got me
Shorty knows I fuck her with her hard body
and down some more
Depression
But I know there'll be some way
When I can swing everything back my way
Like skyscrapers rising up
Floor by floor, I'm not
was broken, he kicked his casket open and he
This life goes passing you by
It might go fast if you lie
You're born, you live, then you die
Oh, oh,
in the tree
To make some honey just for me
When you look under the rocks and plants
And take a glance at the fancy ants
Then maybe try a few
don't rush the clock Infamous rock for good now
Pass like my duns on lock holdin the pot down slow
But assuring this, spoon-feeding these
Starvin ass
and down some more
Depression
But I know there'll be some way
When I can swing everything back my way
Like skyscrapers rising up
Floor by floor, I'm not
I say so
We whipping it up like Diego
White in the pot and it's looking like mayo
It's a rock it's not soft what you take this for playdough
Flick
, we could live so happily
Jenny, Jenny, Jenny, girl I need you by my side
Jenny, Jenny, Jenny, you know I need you by my side
You know I need you
secret dreams and rock you in my arms
There lived a nation proud and free
It tried to show us harmony
But we stood much too close to see
To read
probably strum it like this...
So give it up bitch 'cause I'm the kid rock
And today I know you don't want to get shot
You look gay you're too cliche
to the exterior
Imperial superior, you're inferior
Intelligent trooper, I detect
And I design paragraphs like a architect
Spittin fire like a serpent, lyrical
Stoned rock and rollers in the 60's.
And more than our names got changed
As the 70's slipped on by.
Now we're 80's ladies.
There ain't been much these
(nigga please)
By December, CIA gettin' paid taxes back
From the Candy Cane, Santa came, back in the big hurricane
You ain't shaggy anymore, DA, I ain't
You see most of the everglades controlled by the gators
It was crashed by the crocs who came years later
See the locusts had swarmed with the bees
Yeah!
For a minute, I felt like deconstructing my beliefs
Listening to lighted people make darkened decrees
It's pretty easy to have you thinking
Knuckleheads spreadin' gossip all over town
Every time I drive by you're just standin' around
Hundred-bottles in your pocket, forty-dog in your
Your live shows are boring you're just not pleasin' 'em
Stop teasin' 'em you can't rock Palladium
We bring New York back like that West side stadium
the money got you doing shit that'll fuck up your pride
You ain't a hoe, you just really trying to get by
Every day looking up at the sky
Sometimes, shit
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