Lyrics:
I don't wanna be scared no more
I just wanna turn my TV off
I don't wanna be talkin' 'bout it
It's too much for me, I'd rather not
Helplessly
It's all money and hoes to me
Pass that crack, bitch
My Version of It in the motherfucking house
With beats more famous than motherfucking Mickey Mouse
niggers with me on a,
So I recommend your fagot ass to walk by, we movin' money
Touch the sky the, the more about the might dollar
Let's keep it real, ya
to spread my wings and soar
I'm breaking free, can't you see?
A better version of me
No longer bound by chains of doubt
I spread my wings, I soar, I shout
Unleashing the storm, as flavors transform
No more Malconsort
Filthy little Whore
Richebourg wants more
Tache, flesh and gore
This Romanée dream
Let me adore
Unleashing the storm, as flavors transform
No more Malconsort
Filthy little Whore
Richebourg wants more
Tache, flesh and gore
This Romanée dream
Let me adore
tapping on the map more often to see where I’m at
No cap and I put it on the max
Do it with the boys and we don't really give a fuck, its kit
You've been
that want more
(Tonight)
Like the rhythm no dam can hold
Bein' drivin' by a source overflowin' our souls
(Tonight)
Won't be like any night we have seen
morning
And you know he didn't leave no ice
The postman came by later baby
And he didn't even ring twice
I think you've been cheating on me
I think
to be with the one you love
Then won't you please tell me, you'll never more roam
Christmas and New Year will find you home
There'll be no more
know, he didn't leave no ice
Postman came by later baby
And he didn't even ring twice
Yes, I think you've been cheating on me
I think you're running
(land of the handgun)
Land of the beautiful (home of the shotgun)
Cursed by the hate we throw (You're dead if you ain't got one)
Is this the new
believe in shootin' stars
But she believe in shoes and cars
Wood floors in the new apartment
Couture from the store's department
You more like "love
make a fool of you one day
So you better run run run run run run
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
No no no
But how can I run away
When I love him more
board on the door,
When I say goodbye,
Won't see that girl no more.
Look out baby,
Gonna spread the news,
Look out baby,
Got to spread the news
gaped with hooks
And filled with books
Could stand no more until
A certain prophecy
Once read - now stood
Before the world fulfilled
Now of these
Girls, gather 'round me
And hear the news
He finally kissed me
Oh, happy days
My heart's gotta shout it
I'll get my diary
And write about it
Midnight, you heavy laden, it's midnight
Come on and trade in your old dreams for new
Your new dreams for old
I know where they're bought
I know
gonna die
Johnny's gonna die
Everybody stares and everybody hoots
Johnny always needs more than he shoots
Standing by a beach and there ain't no
tryna talk with no teeth
Shorties sayin' ball or retreat
A lesson we all speak at one point or another
What you expect from one who smoke a joint with
appeared and the Spirit felt its worth.
A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices,
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn.
Fall on your knees! Oh, hear
healing in his wings
Mild he lays his glory by,
Born that man no more may die:
Born to raise the son of earth,
Born to give them second birth.
Midnight, you heavy laden, it's midnight
Come on and trade in your old dreams for new
Your new dreams for old
I know where they're bought
I know
of the handgun)
Land of the beautiful (home of the shotgun)
Cursed by the hate we throw (You're dead if you ain't got one)
Is this the new national anthem? (It was
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