Lyrics:
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
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,
Pump pump pom pom POING!
Yo this goes out to George Bush
Get off my... diggi diggi diggi dick diggi diggi diggi dick
Diggi diggi diggi
his business
Anyone who knows about him knows about his shindig
Shenanigans, and all his wacky antics in the papers
Shady's danglin' a baby tangled
Blinding by the light
See the stars and our sun
The gift that keeps givin' like Babushka
Kush crushed up in the studio, rollin' Kate Bush up
Extra,
still takin rappin for a joke
A passing hope, or a phase with the rope
Sometime I choke and try to believe
When I get challenged by a million MC's
I
I've a nice little house and a cow or two with grass
I've a plant garden runnin' by the door
I've a shelter for the hens and a stable for the ass
In Bruton town there lived a farmer
Who had two sons and one daughter dear.
One told his secrets to no other,
but to his brother this he said,
will learn
It is here we go our several ways
Farewell, Anthony
I shall not soon forget the good ship Bountiful nor the young man who saved my life
To everybody who supported me
Whether them buying the album or telling somebody else
That I had something positive, something substantial to say
I just
In Bruton town there lived a farmer
Who had two sons and one daughter dear.
One told his secrets to no other,
but to his brother this he said,
on kush
From a bush you'll never touch
Being approached by hoes before
You couldn't fuck
And all they wanna know if you be down
(you be down) if you really
This song right here is dedicated to the
President of the United States of America
Y'all might know him as George Bush
But where I'm from
Lost city
is adored by the world
This album has some lovely samples of
Beatles music it has, for instance
Eight new titles wrought by the incomparable
John
From the album mellow yellow
On the sidewalk the people are hustling and bustling,
They ain't got no time so they think on the thing
That will fill
This song right here,
Is dedicated to the president of the United States of America
Y'all might know him as George Bush
But where I'm from,
her?
Grab her by the throat, get your daughter and kidnap her?
That's what I did, be smart, don't be a retard
You gonna take advice from somebody who
And along those lines run life and death
You know, so a few years went by, a couple
Albums, success, out of the
Blue sky Dre departs, he leaves us
Death
came in bails
Who knew it came with jail who knew it came with prison
Jus cuz you got an opinion does that make you a politician
Bush robbed all of us
for the National Guard who be ready to shoot
Because they be sayin' us blacks loot
(What is your boy "Son of a Bush" doin?) [laughing]
(nothin'!)
the coupes and the Lincs)
(What you get?) (top models that gargle in the mink)
(Who you hit?) (whoever want it, I take it to the brink)
(It's funny, but I
What if a brick was only just a misdemeanor?
What if Manhattan was hit by Hurricane Katrina?
What if a black man was the one controlling Fema?
What if
who-who
Never been the type to bend or budge
The wrong button to push
No friend of Bush
I'm the centerpiece, you're a Maltese
I'm a pitbull off his
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