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spine
LK Innit No one boy wonder
Your classic daily Trapper
Jordan 1s and the tech flees jumper
Wish Wish no Timmy turner
Back chest
She got big bum

Bum dynam dena dena dena der
Chcesz ten dynamit my mamy to

Chodź tu i częstuj się to podane na tacy jest
Manifestuj gdy serce twe wyrywa się
Chcecie

I walked from home and over hills
Then thought
Eleventh day
The park traversed by some each year
Would welcome me today

Removed my headphones
Next

Yessirree

Allison Moorer

Miss Fortune

2002

because they only cost Tony two-bits
See it's Tony's joint and he makes it a point to let every poor bum get lit
He's a drunk's patron saint and he won't

Sometimes the news bums me out
It doesn't get me off the couch where I belong
I guess as world problems never seem to rest
Am I afraid? God, yes,

town
You know where to find me
With the same old bums
Passing through the pine trees

I just want some company
With all the boys right now
Chilling by

SECURE
MUSIC PRODUCED BY:  ALPHA CONTEH AND TORNESIA MOSES
LYRICS WRITTEN AND PERFORMED BY: TORNESIA MOSES


INTRO:  MUSIC.

CHORUS:
Oooh, oooh,

money burn the white man's life.

Dead last night.
Blood and sacrifice.
Eaten by mice.

A feast of crumbs.
Fucked up and glums.
Death plays with the bums.

Another Winter

Method Man

The Meth Lab

2015

right eat right

In the building make sure the babies eat right

Now whoever read me wrong, can start by reading my palm
Make me catch a flashback

home
Holding me high, teaching me why, hiding me when the cops came by

So I just wanna say thanks for all that you did
For taking me in when I was a kid

wanna, I don't wanna die

One month left my doctor shakes his head
He don't, look so good he should just rest
Ba da da bum bum bum
Trying hard not to vomit

Goodbye you bums, we making Dubai numbers
Pass customs we some passport gluttons
With the cheat codes while these dudes mash more buttons
Switch

There once was a park where the kids used to go
But not anymore 'cause their parents all know
There's junkies and whores and bums drinking beer

God for the life I live

You should your thank God for the life you live

The blessings you see na one by one

I tell you chale na turn by turn

Me I

God for the life I live

You should your thank God for the life you live

The blessings you see na one by one

I tell you chale na turn by turn

Me I

jeden myśliwy i zaczął nadawać jak uciekała jedzona teraz antylopa
Ale ekipa na pełnej spince w końcu pod wieczór ją dorwała

Bum bum bum nasuwał bęben na

She wanna kick it like kung-fu
Told her to come through
Roll up a blunt too
Call me when she get disgruntled
Her man be tripping she say he a bum too

bum broke niggas you can fall by the waste side
Shady ass bitches you can fall by the waste side
Unloyal ass hoes by the wasteside
Haa look Hatin on me

Till Death Comes

Cypress Hill

Till Death Do Us Part

2004

you cand do to me nigga
Who the fuck are you
Your face is really new to me nigga
You want to run with the dog
Try paying your dues homes
Bum nigga

around
My mind has no bound
Half moon in the clouds
All doomed by my doubts
When I walk around
My mind has no bound
Half moon in the clouds
All doomed by

trust no clowns
I can not do no fakes, so bums is not Allowed
We screaming fuck the ops, Late Night on overtime
We baggin dolla signs, bill counters Go

Sweetheart this Ebony gets real nasty
So many asses, fondling by the pool
I was living my condominium

And two babes, we're fucking each other
Stop your work

that time to waste
And I thought I told you to get these fuckin' bums out my face (aight?)
Lookin' at you in your grill, it might be nice to cut

All My Life

Flo Rida

Mail on Sunday [Clean]

2008

liquor store got robbed
Yellow tape was the moon every night on the block
Surrounded by the stars, them dirty cars
Dreadlocks in the grill try