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now, they're really cheap because they're made by authentic Chinese peasants, who work for peanuts, literally, Ha ha ha!
Y'know, there's a good job
sound
But the Bedouin they brought out
The electric kettle drum
The local guitar picker
Got his guitar picking thumb
As soon as the sharif had cleared
more late notices for the electric bill
No more heat knock up on your doors
And we can barely get our fill
No more scraping by
No more living just to die
You in the presence of some motherfuckin' genius
(Motherfuckin' genius)
Watch all it, bitch
(Watch all it, bitch)
Watch out, ho
(Watch out, ho)
involved
There's stories to tell, we been through it all, damn
Interviews are like confessions
Get the fuck up out my dressin' room, confusin' me with
ha ha ha ha
Hello hello hello
Hi
I'm the kind of person you'll be wanting by your side
I'm a world class performer soon to headline everywhere
I'm
cannot deny
The way the night blows away
Drifting off now it's out of reach
Hello, are you there?
I've been knocking at your door
Rain
Falling on us no
privy to the misadventures
It's electric, meeting in the middle of the street
With a lethally modified piccolo pete
There is admittedly an incredible
Hello, well good evening ladies and gentlemen
What we like to do right here, well first let me let you know who I am
Well I go by the name
ANDRE 3000: Hello, well good evening ladies and gentlemen
What we like to do right here
Well first of all, let me let you know who I am
Well, I
at 14th and I know there's no way
It's alright
It's alight, candle
And I know she'll be okay by Sunday
I'm the Cocker on the rock
Humming bash starts
at 14th and I know there's no way
It's alright
It's alight, candle
And I know she'll be okay by Sunday
I'm the Cocker on the rock
Humming bash starts
that's
There's a lot of percussion
There was yeah
Lots of things getting hit by other things
A notch down
Ctrl+A
Kay, now we're ready
Ctrl+C
We literally
There are ghosts here
There's a presence there's a power
For the tightrope over tank with the piranhas
For the frazzled its a moment its a promise
out of my mind
In all these long years,
I've never wasted my time
The candles, the statues,
the echo of prayers
There's a service at noon
And then
DC Hotel Pt. 1
Hello, this is the (bleeped) Hotel in DC.
Hello, dear. I left some items there, you were so lovely to help me. It was in the lobby
up the phone and I said... ""HELLO?""
There was no answer. I said it once again... ""HELLO?""
And this voice came on the phone and it sounded just like
polyester suits"
Well, one day, up the avenue
There was a man surrounded by the Fort Greene crew
He said, "Hear ye! Hear ye! Come one, come all!
on their new shiny electric bike so expensive just call the bank. Call the bank! In front there's a box for the kids to sit in. For barna. Helmets gliding
I say all my life, all my life, all my life I knew I was ill
I say all my life, all my life, all my life I knew I was I'll be here
I'll be there
road
The electric chair took that man to Jesus
I don't care there is no sin between us
Kennedy was a friend ya see
He died when he killed a part of me
mentals, cashing the essentials
Build enough credentials, that's essentials
I make timbo's shine like the face on a dime
Make you freak, electric boogie,
mentals, cashing the essentials
Build enough credentials, that's essentials
I make timbo's shine like the face on a dime
Make you freak, electric boogie,
soul out by the roots
When we got there my old underdog
He didn't really look too good, no
But his eyes met mine and he said "I'll kick his ass"
I
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