Lyrics:
a Quitter and you bitter cause I came along
And the days of House of Pain are gone
And if you talk about my little girl in a song again
I'mma kill you,
sacks of mail
All along the southbound odyssey
The train pulled out at Kankakee
And rolls along past houses, farms and fields
Passin' trains that
His viscous poly-paste breath comes out,
Their wall-paper world is shattered by his shout,
A boy in blue is busy banging out a headache
girl
That I dedicated, this song, well this song really was written
By Blowfly, and I want all y'all to hear this shit
It's just a poem that I writ
Twister came through our home town and
Tore a lot of peoples houses down
Always happens in the spring but
This time we missed everything.
I put
trippin'
Can't pretend when this is real as it gets, can ya?
If shit hits the fan, I Ron Artest niggas
This how I'm living, getting tatted in some house
and walked back to the house to eat
And mama hollered at the backdoor, "You all remember to wipe your feet"
And then she said, "I got some news this
you talking all this shit, i pull up draco double clip
Is it ownership or membership, star control no mothership
Davy Jones
Davy Jones
I got hoes
I'm
sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet
I get deeper
I get deeper
I get deeper
If the house music was ale
And Doctor love would be my song
And I would only
[Pitbull]
Hey Jim Jones,
Let's Show These Boys How It Really Goes Down
Hey Lil Jon,
U Know What We Tell These Boys When They Campin Out Wit
this depression
New ghosts of Tom Joad
New dust bowl blues, back to fake jewels
So I drop jewels to inform the fooled
Clock tickin' three songs a
Day
As I walked down by the riverside
One evening in the spring
Heard a long gone song
From days gone by
Blown in on the great North wind
Though
to make a dance to this song man!
Y'knahmean; ain't no WAY you can't dance on this
Uh, T-Pain!
I want my baby back! And I thought it would be easy
But it's
As I walked down by the riverside
One evening in the spring
Heard a long gone song
From days gone by
Blown in on the great North wind
Though
But the best that I can do,
Is this transcendental story,
That I'll pass along to you.
Past the falls they call Victoria,
Down the river named
and walked back to the house to eat
And mama hollered out the back door, y'all, remember to wipe your feet
And then she said, "I got some news this mornin'
and we walked back to the house to eat
And mama hollered at the back door "y'all remember to wipe your feet"
And then she said she got some news this
and walked back to the house to eat
And Mama hollered out the back door "y'all remember to wipe your feet"
And then she said "I got some news this mornin'
It's a lil' whore house you hear me
If you comin' to the whore house know we with this shit
Yeah look
She wanna slide to the whore house
We can get
the news
The conductor sings his song again
"The passengers will please refrain,
This train has got the disappearin' railroad blues
[Chorus]
it, fucked around
After all that, this is what I found
Nobody wants to be alone
If you're touched by the words in this song
Then maybe
You got
Yo, mic check
Testing one, two, um, twelve (what up, what up)
This is my dance song, can you hear me?
Alright, turn my headphones up
My favorite
(God put a song in the heart of an angel and softly she sang it to me)
You know I get to thinking a lotta times about back when I was a boy
The old
(ooh, you know you got going on)
Uncle Mike is in the house (this ain't a R&B song)
Bob Power is in the house (you got it going on)
Tim Latham is in
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