Lyrics:
happened, I lost every dime
But I'm richer by far with a satisfied mind
Money can't buy back your youth when you're old
Or a friend when you
to cause fires in hell, fires in hell
[Half-A-Mill]
Stupid reefer, still ride Gucci sneakers
Ill, your shit can kill for the phone, if I leave her
I ain't
happened, I lost every dime
But I'm richer by far with a satisfied mind
Money can't buy back your youth when you're old
Or a friend when you
REN: O.K. Stimpy, it's time for your evolving lessons
STIMPY: Oh rapture!
They swing by their tales with the greatest of ease
Those hairy
under you skin
Moment of life,
When we all have to choose,
Which way to go
And for whom to sacrifice your life
Invoke the god
Pray
To lead you
to get you, so party on, dude! Now we've all been criminalised for refusing to be led. They can't control our movements-they can't close down our heads.
And then they said, "We've been searching near and far
For a thing like you to sing and play guitar"
Well I opened up my case
And all the blood rushed
Dad, what was Nigel supposed to do with your body?
A life that I will never understand
Whose false teeth were gently pushed back into your mouth by
thing
That I've ever known
I want to come home
Thinking back when I was young
You kept me safe from everything
Set me straight when I went wrong
the backdoor
Hot legs stepping on the dance floor
Join in, get the mojo working
Movin', groovin, you know what it's good for
Bright night, trouble all behind us
by Zsa Zsa Gabor
Rod's Charburger tweakers collect knick-knacks for the thrift store
Rubbers, plastic six-pack ring things and syringes wash up
Not someone's exit
Won't take no for an answer
'Cause this love is forever, ever
You wear my shit, smell like me
Bringin' up memories of you
back home
Go ahead, sign the paper
That says you will forgive everything, progress and so on
So he says, the local priest
So he says, the local priest
back stage, he knows closing the show
I know niggas that, any time they wanna drop shit
They just go on my page and look for somethin' to copy
But, I
The barman washes the empty glasses
Our cue to say good-bye
But we'll be soon back again
Too good to just pass by
A place for me and a place for you
[Narrator:]
Evil perished the day
Or so they thought when there stood in pale
On trial with hands tied to her back
All but a child told to be taught
to run
Stand down it's come undone
And reach out and say what you've done
For everyone
He who takes a beating more than once can last forever
And we can
(Bob Dylan)
Your breath is sweet
Your eyes are like two jewels in the sky
Your back is straight, your hair is smooth
On the pillow where you lie
But
back for what was left of Sophie
Shivering naked and caked with her blood
I drifted off as I waited for morning
I then awoke to you guys screaming
your keep bro
And take nigga soon black is back bro,
Many in KGL city that life is real
When I say nigga that life is real, what you mean life is really
back and practice my craft
While fools is blaming they dad
I'm out here chasing the bag
I'm out here praying for cash
Still out here flipping the stash
The stage is where I belong
Been in the back for too long
Producing these songs
For people that treated me wrong
Late nights
No, I don’t wanna waste time
the quicker it
finds you
Seeds in seeds to be, the past is now and the future's gone, still trying to
figure out what went wrong
A ritual to be burned by
felt so different - such lasting strong effect
Some of you may wonder - a ghost inside my head
For you really find out - sometimes you must look back
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