Lyrics:
naked hoes's doing my promotions
Rats n roaches baseball coaches
That was '82 now I stay by the ocean
In a 3 story while I while I read all this
Jap on my
Because you're mine the brightest star I see looks down
My love, and envies me because you're mine
Because you're mine because you're mine
Master P put a youngin' on game, it's more to life than the shit we proclaim
Dear Mr. President you ain't shit, it's ironic that your mom raised
ball
Well not yet but stars they talk message
That's why day by day we talk mantras
Like one days one day sizopopa
I go MIA for like 8 9 days
You
Banner
For you to salute
A reminder to raise the standard for the youth
I pledge allegiance to truth
Dear Mr. President remolding the laws, no holding us
what i got to do Dear Mr. God
Why mom and daddy's fight please make them stop !
They arguin about the money and rent,
Joe broke my toy but it was
caught up with the crew oh
What am I to do nah living without you
Yeah I love to be behind your ass but first in lines amazing
I guess I'm Mr
do you think you need sum payments
Back up you need the code to the safe bitch
Mr krabs I need coins fa savings
Julius I've been cheap with the O's
I hate the world today
Please make the pain go away
Can't you see the scars
I'm hiding from the stars
And everyone else out there?
Dear Mr. Mayhem,
dear,
You're a weeping tree
For your weeping, it does disarm
We've been entranced to a scarcity dance
Wellawayed by false idolatries
She asks us what we
Like a hot buttered pop da pop da pop dibbie dibbie
Pop da pop pop, don't you dare stop
Come alive y'all, gimme whatcha got
I guess by now you can
You light like a feather, heavy like brick
I'm a rock star, got slits on my wrist
You ain't never hear heavy metal like this
You ain't ever seen
crashing always two by two
I don't wanna work in a building downtown
No, I don't wanna see when the planes hit the ground
I don't wanna work in
never meant for
They wouldn't like you
They wouldn't like those (They wouldn't)
Oh dear, you see the stars tonight
You need someone with all the lights
wish I could kill the, cousin and niece
Bury em all in pieces
You ask me why I live this way
Man fuck the K.K.K.
Dear Mr. Whitey could you please
rest til they let us go
Roll down the window betrayed by my kinfolks
This for my people never treated equal
Why don't you roll down the window I just
Can you see the stars tonight?
The way they shine so bright
And there’s a smile on every stranger passing by
Winter snow is falling down
Painting
listening to random trend pop. Dear listener, listening to me right now, my trend pop: I want you to think back on your life, wether fifteen or eighty, think
On the fifth trip
Emotions twisted like a rip stick
Pops dipped, ever since the mistress came
Mama never wanna hear his name
Brother shot by a twelve inch gauge
the synth-pop star
I'll love you forever, near or far
She's got a passion for fashion, a love for dance
She's got a fire in her soul, that gives me a chance
remedy
(Attractive female wanted)
She doesn't have to be a movie star
Cover of a magazine
She can work in a garage all day
In the evening some
alcatraz
And sentenced with a life without rehabilitation
Fuck Governor Schwarzenegger
It's my statement
Dear Mr. President Barack Obama, Righ after you
Uh, They may not like me for this one
Fuck it, I got my pen and pad anyway
Mister Hood
Dear Mrs. Independent Hoes
Lookin' for ya like my
Under a blanket of blue
Just you and I beneath the stars
Wrapped in the arms of sweet romance
The night is ours
Under a blanket of blue
Let me be
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