Lyrics:
the day
But by the night I'd need two AKs
A couple of sets of extra clips
And some ham sandwiches
The po-pos know me
And their used to my shananagans
I run
my album
And I ain't talkin about no acid, oxycotton or valiums
I'm talkin about myself all the shit I've seen and the green I smoke
I'll be goin
Of A Woman by AGNETHA FALTSKOG from the album Eyes Of A Woman at LyricsAndSongs.COM
I gave her all the reasons for being in despair
She said that
sign language
I hit worlds, and my strange sperm gives birth
to septuplet lady plants
Check my tympanic titanic time pulse
By the grace
dissing, but I'm really on the dicks
Look into my album, kid, you'll see all the flicks
But no! You'd rather feel my movie just to cold me
So I was boning
knock it
But listen to you rock it
And once that rhyme settle up in your dome
Just buy the album when I drop it
But it ain't like that
I'm just statin' my
band
I can put you on a list
For a show in Carson City
Later on
When we were tired
As we drew
By the fire
Of the eye in the sky
That was with us tonight
the Bartlebees and Neutral Milk Hotel?
It's okay for a sunny day but that Sting album won't do
So when I play you Allen Clapp, you'll know baby I love you!
Hey
to begin
'Bout foul talk you sqwak, never even walked the walk
More less destined to get tested, never been arrested
My album will manifest many things
featuring Big Punisher KRS One
[KRS One] Ha ha. Never fear. KRS!
Verse one: KRS One
I'd rather have a hundred thousand true heads by me
Than
to explode,
'Cause you're taking mad long with my ID
I'm in here weekly
You know my face by now,
Stop wasting my time, you know the deal, get me out of this
gamble off your soul. big spender
My agenda is to infuriate, umm, let me see
Put on a platinum album and watch it penetrate
See sin disintegrate if you
and make me play the album
I'm out to rule the world
while you talk about your silly glasses
half-ass rappers can't match this
the shit I
takin' back hip hop
Dead or alive behind enemy lines
Hear the pen drop
The album 2000 aftermath
Rock the ????
Wearin' a meat necklace
Two steps from hungry
like a bitch, get smacked by your pimp
Your steelo's undercover, corny on the real brother
Keep that mop down, just like your album sound
You flop,
to
distract me, while his parrot looked
over my shoulder and told him what
cards I had by using an elaborate code
involving vomiting, chirping,
szambo
Jak Cam'ron robię kawałki
By pod sceną widzieć w górze rąk arambol
Mieć embargo na Twój Walkman
Żeby słychać było głos mój pod każdym oknem
Żeby
By czasem zajść trochę daleko trzeba czasem trochę zbłądzić
Ja te swoje błądy teraz wkładam w album kerwa są jak
Poskładane obietnice
Mienią się na
and die by the Lord
i'm gonna give till i can't give no more
i'm gonna live and die by the Lord
There's so much more
than all that there is
best
by storm
And got all kinds of people buying our album
You ain't gon' quit now you gotta think this through
I got ya back for real son now stop acting
Bitch dont wanna holla Bitch Im bout a dolla
I done came so sick now Ima problem (problem child)
Cant get no features on my album niggas scared of Lil
dzielnic
Byś mógł spełnić swoje sny byś los wziął w swoje ręce
Tak jak normalne chłopaki (nie żadne odmieńce)
2006 Prosto Mixtape
Na to stale patrzę o tym
wytrych
Po to byś potem dotarł do całej płyty
Mój plan jest chytry bo na niej jest hardcore wiem
Nie puszczałoby go radio 66 6 fm
To nie kompromis to gwałt
odganiam
Kiedy smutek mnie ogarnia i kiedy jestem zły
Zaciskam pięści by dalej dumnie żyć
Beztroskie chwile to rzadki przywilej
Prawa do nich muszę zawsze z
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