Lyrics:
you work at the mall
Should have known my style is real just by the size of my balls
Now you’re poised for the fall- niggaz sellin ya stock
My flow
real sometimes, who wrote my rhyme?
I've got the microwave, got the VCR
I got the deuce-deuce in the trunk of my car, oh yeah
If you only knew that all
I came upon a child of God
He was walking along the road
And I asked him, where are you going
And this he told me
I'm going on down to Yasgur's farm
a fee
Jackin', trappin' D
These facts are stated by the G
Who made it gambling to believe my style is ice
Passion played precise, manage risk with
sharing their favourites from the Holy Book
And I was with them every step of the way
'Cause I'm a believer saved by grace
And they didn't know in the back
sharing their favourites from the Holy Book
And I was with them every step of the way
'Cause I'm a believer saved by grace
And they didn't know in the back
turns her back
We're gonna cut out of class , meet the girls by the railroad track
Well ev'ry Friday night there's a band that you gotta hear
Just
"Oh, I knew that you would come"
But she knows not who I am
Bellingham
The whole town dreamed of steamer fleets, the sultry August day
When
a drop)
It's a drop (it's a drop)
In the bucket
When you say I'm beautiful and I say you're a star
Sharing all the who and what we are
It's a drop (it's
the house will win
by the way i m breaking up the band
i do not sight
i do not need sound
i do not need sight
i do not need sound
but i need you in the end
Well, I came upon a child of God
He was walking along the road
And I asked him, "Where are you going?"
And this he told me
"Well, I'm going
27, with a wink in her eye
Singin' this'll be the day that I die
She cried, "I'm bored"
Said, "Yeah you're starting to bore us"
Never gone this
on baby you superstar
Fuqk her in teslas while it’s driving by itself, if it crash it’s a stupid car
Heard da lil bitch always calm like a addirawl
But
Yo, I woke your man up, broke your band up
I'm the last act playin' at the dope-a rama
Smoke and mirrors, coke and hammers
Little kids get raped here
Duke Ellington said:
""It don't mean a thing if it ain't got that swing""
And that's real!
If you tryin' to understand the funk
I have no doubt that your
on the grind, so understand that you can't stop this shit
It's been driving crazy, I understand that I'm all alone, ain't nobody here gon' save me
My momma's
a band
Whooped the pot till It break I might have to use pan
Don't stop keep it going the only thoughts inside my head
You don't get paid to use yo brain
a zoo?
I'm telling you, it's a world-class menagerie
Prince Ali! Handsome is he, Ali Ababwa
That physique! How can I speak
Weak at the knee
Well, get
a zoo?
I'm telling you, it's a world-class menagerie
Prince Ali! Handsome is he, Ali Ababwa
That physique! How can I speak
Weak at the knee
So, get on out
yeah I saw it in my dream
Still running these bands driving while i'm black this shit is real it's not a meme
Protest and the riots so surprised but what
King of the Honky Tonk
You can find me on a hardwood floor.
I’m the King of the Honky Tonk
There’s a swirl of fun around my throne.
Every Friday
're outspoken, the power to keep your mouth open
Might quickly turn against you, i'm proceeding wide awake
Breath in, and there's never been a finer day
To spend
You can swear by who the fuck you like,
But you're still on the roof.
I'm not gonna change the system,
They're not gonna change the system,
still bang parliament
Hit the store by the park, when I'm parched for them parliaments
Park the bands off Arlington
Spark the flint, right before I
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