Lyrics:
M.C. for what I am and do
The A is for Adam and the lyrics, true
So as pray and hope and the message is sent
And I am living in the dreams that I
a man without no arms you can't hang
Time for a change of the guard
You've been arrested for lyric fraud now you hard
For real, check it, I pull strings
me
We've come a long way since H.O.C. (watch)
I live by the beat, I die by the beat, since 1990, I (I)
Live by the beat, I die by the beat, like
(James Rd., James Rd., James Rd.)
We got work (We U$hIn)
We got perks (We U$hIn)
U$hIn in, U$hIn out
Pills, Pounds
We got boy (We U$hIn)
We got girl
Yeah, H.O.B, ooh, wow
Tech N9ne. Navé Monjo
Yeah!
H.O.B
They keep on following me
Don't know why they'll never leave
I think they love me oh
H-Town, smoking, sipping on some medicine
Ain't nobody better than the boss when I floss
It's Slim Thugga motherfucker, still breaking boys off
Got
Lyrics as performed by Bob Dylan and Joan Baez, Hughes Stadium, Colorado
University, Fort Collins, CO, 23 May 1976,
Transcribed by Manfred Helfert.
a H-O-T Boy (believe that daddy)
You a pimp, you got them hoes (believe that daddy)
That's that weed smell in your clothes (believe that daddy)
Bet
An independent music project consisting of original spoken lyrics accompanied by an eclectic blend of lofi-neosoul and contemporary smooth jazz sentiments with
The Marvelous Toy Lyrics
When I was just a wee little boy, full of health and joy.
One Christmas morning I received The Marvellous Little Toy.
I heard he sang a Good song
I heard he had a style
And so I came to see hIm
And lIsten for a whIle
And there he was thIs young boy
Stranger to my
Let me tell you somethin' about an a-b-c style
The a the be, the c the d the e the f the g the h the I the j the k
The l the m the n the o the p
you know I leave you over mine
And yeah love they have to grieve you over mine
It's thug love at it's finest, dude rewind this
Uh, the boy H-O behind
than your shit
Bullshit, got a full clip
Think I'm a punk then get your back broke slow
I'm the shiznick down to my diznick
Lyrics so hot enough for
of your head
Sleepless nights on an H.P. bed
A daddy by the time you're twenty one
If your happy with a nappy then you're in for fun
But you're here
there'll never be a freebie
Lyrics are abundant cause we got it by the mass
Egos are all idle 'cause the music is the task
Valenzuela on the pitch,
was the late great Francis
W-H-I-T, it's getting late mami, your screen saver say tweet
So you got to call me, and bring a friend for my friend
His
and I been doing this so long bruh
Agree by far we great, so I'ma take you right back home for
The B-I-R-T-H of Tech, Tech N9ne, N9ne
The B-I-R-T-H
And I'm by myself
And I'm by myself
Alone
With nothing left to love
With nothing left
Nothing
Nothing left to love
Music: R.Nikiyuluw
Lyrics: H.Dragstra
Boy a fool, wonder what's cool
Tryin' to figure out what to rhyme about
I heard your mans went cryin' to his mommy and his daddy
When the cops
man? you're out of your head
Sleepless nights, on an H.P. bed
A daddy by the time you're twenty-one
If your happy with a nappy then you're in for fun.
the lions let go
E is for Elijah, up to heaven he went
F for the furnace where Shadrach was sent
G for Goliath, by a boy he was slain
H is for Hannah who
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There's nothing there we don't have
Bigger and better over here, I assure you
Thanks, Colonel
There, that's Oscar Hammerstein, ain't it?
Hey, Mr. H
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