Lyrics:
used to ignore me (yep) realized I was nice
Now it's no one left here to write my life story
Ninety-five rappers shelled like pearls
Hit by genocide, I
could go for 90, bet the kid is match fit
Girls on my page writing Sammy is a bastard
Thinking that they special but got treated like the last chick
is stressing
Who I am and where I'm headed
Cutting school and acting crazy
Foster care done got me crazy
Living with a crazy lady
Every day I'm
fellows
I got this sweet thing
But you know
I love my Wife
That's my Heart
I don't care how young she is
Me and this Woman been
Together for years
WRITTEN BY KEVIN BACON
Sitting in this trailer park tonight
Still basking in the memory of that glorious fight
It hit me when she stepped into
Charlotte and bypassed Rock Hill
And we never was a minute late
We was ninety miles out of Atlanta by sundown
Rollin' out of Georgia state
We had motor
Shudder to Think, Fugazi
and Chapel Hill Around The Early 90's
this is the latest from saddle creek
some melodies are like disease
they can
Tazmanian, rebel, new Wu tycoon
Two thousand-five lyrics, you'll catch on soon
New entrepreneur, no match to go to war
On tour, blowin smoke out the four by
package me up, and place me inside a store
Next to a sign
Nine ninety nine for extra-fine manure
Sold
To the farmer in the overalls
Placed in his pickup
reminded of a dream I had as my confidence came and went
where all the girls from the 90's
were singing ""Just Around the Riverbend"" all along the banks
you.
chorus:
Let's go outside stand by my side, say forever
You'll always be the one for me, say forever
I'm always there the one who cares, say forever
90 proof
"Fuck you"
You left the whole town talkin'
'Bout the line I'm walkin'
But they don't know the truth
I get off at eight
My day ain't
Dwarf mode, shoes don't fit
Wire cut grumpy, honey moon clothespin
Fire bug, tummy bloody, blue-nosed pit
I got ninety-nine problems, twenty-two is (oh
The origin, the precise meaning of my prayer
Is to adapt and carry your own crucifix
I've spend time slaving over the cooker
Being observed by the onlooker
at my door to remind me, thinking I don't wanna talk but it's fine G
Lord of the mic steeze, born in the 90's
Bored of my life, been launching at light
accomplishes absolutely nothing. The only way to stop nazi scum like the B.N.P. is by physically confronting
them and literally kicking them off our streets.
way
(huuuh)get to my car and the gauge is on E,
Get gas and I pay a dollar ninety-three
Got stopped by the cops cause I was speeding
Eighty-nine
A century of radio
We've listened to the radio
Hear the music on the go
Turning on the radio
2020 is the year
We celebrate the radio
Its hundredth
as something Light
I'm always gone but I don't ever say Goodbye
Ninety Five baby but I'm hitting like a 45.
They say they the ones
I say you should keep an open
anafucks na song
Cologne ni the aura i breathe nikitoa
Asiwai miss me angalau nitapoa
Natohoa Weh oa kunidiss utang'oa
Till death do you part nakuua but
Certain times
Is slower than the worst of thoughts:
We share a lover
And a yet
I'm happy here
Even if I miss you
And when the spring caresses my
was at least seven G's
Found a dead body in the stream by my house
Another homie looking for a
Pokémon and drowned
Escape to the past, I'm a 90's kid
I'm in Bottega Veneta
Waffle-knit stitch on the sweater
Parakeet green on the letters
I don't be rocking no butters, if you see me booted it's
disappeard
some say she was abducted and some say she drowned in fear
and what a joy it is to be the only one who knows
katrinah josephina journeys 90 leagues
.jpg/260px-George_McCrae_at_MIFF_(cropped).jpg "George McCrae")
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