Lyrics:
takin' life as a gamble
And living in the rotten apple yo where every core is rotten
All my niggas rest in peace ya see you gone but not forgotten
a mess, Bob seems under stress,
But Jones the Jug hits Len right in the mug;
And Harold Demure, who's still not quite sure,
Fires acorns from out of his
on his wife and he lost the ring
So you can't blame the hobbit's, Gollum
Alex Wassabi
I'm sorry that you are not with Lauren
Sid Vicious, gone but not
fuck
When I'm gone, when I'm gone
Will they sing my songs
Or will I be forgotten
And when I'm gone
Who's gonna sit on my throne
What they gon write on my
Words and Music by Bob Hartman
Everybody has to say their goodbyes
While they wipe away the tears from their eyes
Everybody bids a fonder farewell
Already on me
Shoutout to Fregley
Man, you so deadly
But that’s not who this about,
Songs about a real special guy
Who goes by the name Bob Duncan
(Hyah)
hell
And we vowed to get the ones behind Bin Laden. Have you forgotten?
I've been there with the soldiers who've gone away to war
And you can bet
own
This is not what's meant to be
My vices will not chain me
Forgotten days have gone by
Too many trials amassed
Just salt your wounds
Your sins will
learned, never forgotten
Straight, just watchin
Bob holds back, he might be booted
Spin, just shoot him, play with him
Tease him, beat him
Raise his rhythm,
hopping along, when suddenly he comes and cures me.
One minute I'm a leper with a trade, next moment me livelihood's gone.
Not so much as a by your leave.
Nicko: Sure Steve, but the fact is that the guy was not 'andling it the right way.
Steve: You don' fink o' fings like that Nick.
Nicko: But that's
LIFE WAS SIMPLE BACK THEN
You knew all your neighbors, and you had fun with your friends. Those days are gone but not forgotten, life was simple
Y'know what I mean?
Nicko: Sure Steve, but the fact is that the guy was not handling it the right way.
Steve: You don't think of things like that Nick.
you, I think I found you
You're not forgotten
But you forgot about me
You're not forgotten
You just forgot about me
You feel forgotten
You're not
savages
Don't believe me? Check my status
This battlefield's my canvas
And it might not take us platinum
But that hand drum is my anthem
We go (bang
cracked since you're away
You're gone but not forgotten
Forever you'll be by our side
The pictures someday may be rotten
But our memories will be bright
Wake up one morning and that bitch was gone
We not in Kansas like Patrick Mahomes
Over the rainbow and back in the two flat
The witches is too flat,
, gone, gone, gone
Crawling through the valleys of the shadows of death
I had nothing left in me
Not even a step
Fell down from my knees
I was on my last
addiction, caused by your contradictory faltered Indecision
It's not all right
Nothing left
Nowhere ahead
Only what's behind
What's been gone
What's been
told her
That I shouldn’t be talking to her
Because I’m not crazy … but
I ended up really enjoying
Her conversation is
That crazy? We talked about
, burned
By the time you read this letter
Sing because
Oh, but the scent of your past
Will be forgotten, gone
By the time you reach the pretender
feeling what I'm trying to say
Who's the puppet master won't he come out from behind the stage
Dead and gone but not forgotten thought I'd never see
the sky,
align with the stones on the earth,
in the land of forgotten tongues
Though the warriors have gone
the war still rages on
in the souls of those
bomb inside of me
Another heartful tragedy
By the time you hear this song
I'll be long gone
But not forgotten
I hope I'm not forgotten
Not forgotten
Gone
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