Lyrics:
out this is Beck, and uh
Beck I wanted to ask you a question
I recently picked up this 10
Inch record of yours
It's called A Western Harvest
Field by
time waste so lets start by saying brother Beck
I hate you and your foolish child ways they make me gag okay
Just act your fucking age you 34 just go
hoped to one day
A pretty promise to teach the tender child
To welcome madness every Monday
Beck beck beck and call
Didn't seem to matter at all
Beck
you?)
Funny how I dreamed you'd still be standing by
I had you at my beck and call
I called you any time at all
I guess I took too much for granted
in all of his games
Slave of the slave from cradle to grave, chained to a cave and forced to behave
Shackled by law to men's beck and call,
you?)
Funny how I dreamed you'd still be standing by
I had you at my beck and call
I called you any time at all
I guess I took too much for granted
The tougher the territory the better the taste
Tinker bell tutoring tiny Tina Tate
Back to back being bamboozled
Best beer been becks bet by Brussel
Bremens
on.
Away,
Away.
Soon the gardens will grow,
Up around us all.
And we’ll be sent Heaven bound.
Clouds in our eyes.
The soft rainy night,
Trickling by
all living in your world
When I wait for you to reply
I feel millennia pass me by
Here I am at your beck and call
I’m barely anybody at all
I know you
view
and nobody knows
unclouded by fear
widening frame
at beck and call
saying my name
along the shore
into the free
don’t look for me
head for the cost
Limbaugh is a racist, Glenn Beck is a racist
Gaza strip was getting bombed
Obama didn’t say shit
Black and white, white and black
Obama after bush like
And once again your heart is breakin'
You're thinkin' lonely is your destiny
You ain't ever been loved by the likes of me
I'd like to be at your beck
go by just fine
And some days are just some days
I guess they'll never come
No they'll never come
Beck's talking nightmares on my radio
Poetry in
sword for the police robeast
Cochise, write a rhyme like a book report
And sell it to a rookie you could tell by the hook he bought
You ain't know he
he's got one big belly
From livin the good life provided by punk
Singin singin singin
Buy me a Becks beer or pass me a bong
Gimme some Bushmills I'll
She got myself and my weed for tonight
Just 1 round an done witha vibe's
Don't smush me cos am on my flight
You know dick is not by power nor by might
Benz passa o isqueiro
Acende esse Beck luz vermelha beijando Angel
This queen saves me by the look
(Ay, ay, ay)
No cap, no meu boné, ay Percocets
Eu e
'Jams on it'
I'm not a role model, I cracks the Beck's bottle
Smoke blunts, play pretty MC's as sex models
So inhale, exhale, what you smell?
Derail
blasted, surrounded by niggas in masks
Sent with the task to harass and murder my ass
Will I last? heaven or hell? freedom or jail?
Shit's hard, who can
The only billionaire, playboy
Philanthropist on the block
Kidnapped by terrorists
He ruined their entire plan
Turned a box of scraps into
A fully-suited Iron
tanto cash acham que eu sou maçom
Perguntei pra bitch se eu vou de roly ou patek
Ela não entende mas sabe que eu tô high
Com esse beck gordo até
I suggest you Jams On It
I'm not a role model I cracks the Beck's bottle
Smoke blunts, play pretty MC's as sex models
So inhale, exhale, what you
Yo, rated X, smack you off the stage when I'm vexed
No sweat, I crack a cold case of Beck's
Guess whose back? The jack of all trades is next
of an active volcano
Blitz like the Green Bay Packers, sack like the linebackers
Hang with niggas like redneck crackers
Strangle cold bottles of Beck's like
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