Lyrics:
themselves aren't for sale
Money, noisy though it is
Doesn't talk that loud
But you can buy this album - you
Probably have, unless you're just browsing
In
lights
Pelted with peanuts and coke, hey the coke.
And high in the tent-top
The lady just went up
To hang by a rope
>From her teeth gracefully.
Look out
Hello from the Atlantic
Hello from the Atlantic
Hello from the Atlantic
Hello from the Atlantic
Aye, I just wanted to say hi
Stop on by and look in
Here's up the rebels
Get back our teddy's head
Her face and tail are all her own
But her brains are foreign led
On the outskirts of Europe
In
flicks sticking up my middle finger
Everybody trying to get they little shine these days
Make a b**** cold flip back to my grimy ways
Ball in my court,
your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty
And meet me tonight in Atlantic City
I got a job and I put my money away
But I got the kinda debt no honest
below her decks, so she had to make good time
Oh sweet Mary sail on by
Sail on by, sail on by
In the cold Atlantic waters three hundred men would die
Another plane went down today in the
Atlantic nine miles off shore
And every single black car that goes by just
Might be yours
I haven't moved
Thank you
DEXTER:
Drink up, chap.
Ah, please don't eat that glass, my friend.
Have you heard about dear Blanche?
Got run down by an avalanche.
MIKE:
No!
Loyal fans and newfound followers
Whats up y'all Hello how are you doin out there
You're chillin, I'm winnin
Oh, by the way, the album's out, go get
my highest honor
Gotta take care of them kids, man I know you heard Obama
And I live on an island, Atlantic in my backyard
I just tell my pilot
This song was first released on the Autograph album. It is the only album it has been released on.
He was stranded in some tiny town
On fair
February 20th, los angeles, california
I'm in the studio with death grips
They're working on their new album at sunset sound studios
6650 sunset
nobody compare to us
Pegg starr ruff Ryder's you scared of us
Pick up your jaw man we real
Im a hot bitch throwing down with skill
I been up and down all
vest
Kid you know who we are
Afu to the Gang to the Starr
We got props on every boulevard
[Afu-Ra]
When I spark it up, and you ingest my skills
a band the band was in the dark
The whole time after many
Meetings between Hayley
Her manager and the labels they
Decided to sign her
To Atlantic records
Lived a short haired butcher's boy
By the way of Ostergrad it comes in
Sentences poolararrowic Airport her father
Was in a long story cut short in
who they are
Just to try and gain some credibility
So they could feel accepted by a stranger
It's a person that can take the failures in their life
The weekend's almost done, the moon is low in the sky
I feel like going out before the night passes by
I won't just sit around when life becomes
The weekend's almost done, the moon is low in the sky
I feel like going out before the night passes by
I won't just sit around when life becomes
eat up these albums like Valiums?"
It's funny, 'cause at the rate I'm going, when I'm thirty
I'll be the only person in the nursing home flirting
I been feeling frantic
I been up all night like a manic
Face deep in the wave like Atlantic
Paper and the pen is my canvas, wifey can't stand it
to probation)
(BBC)
(Philant John)
(Philant Johnson, gunned down)
(In a hail of gun)
(Suffered a miscarriage)
(A-T-L opens with a)
(Featuring with
now
Lay in your bed, accept your fate
Try to clean it up, except you're late
From the streets to the industry, peep the chemistry
It's GangStarr
.jpg/310px-Ringo_Starr_and_all_his_band_(8470843180).jpg "Ringo Starr & His All Starr Band")
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