Lyrics:
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The value of art isn't decided
By a circle jerk of uppity fools
Oh nobody listens to my music
But I don't really make music for them
I make music
Lessons and make me stronger
I'm receiving an award for being
Woman of the year
So I ask myself "what can I
Say about being a woman in
The music business?
you know, music to drive by, you feel me?
Like, like, like, my, my nigga
These lil' youngsters walkin' around this bitch like they bulletproof, man
a publicity stunt? This should be fun
Last album now 'cause after this you'll be officially done
Eminem killed by Eminem
Matthew Mitchell, bi-, I even have
dick
Too many niggas, not enough hoes
And some of you niggas, acting like hoes
Stay to myself like loners do
Get high by myself, I'm not in the mood
trying to win
What am I doing they asking me when
The album come out
It got pushed back again
My life is delayed like the music has been
I lost all control
people watching me
And this first song is one off my album
I got an album out called Lonesome Again
You can find that album anywhere you listen to music
[Rich Nice]
The following previews have been approved for all audiences
by the Committee For Audiovisual Sound
*sounds of traffic*
On the mean
(Hit-Boy)
A man reproduces himself, through his child
So when he leave here, he can just smile
But I see fit to stay here a while
Maybe buy
many niggas, not enough hoes
And some of you niggas, acting like hoes
Stay to myself like loners do
Get high by myself, I'm not in the mood
To politic
ain't no gettin' through to me
For my first album, early 2000's, I was with the foolery
Outside the L'Ermitage, could've got Fab for all his jewelry
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Music and Lyrics by Jeff Hanneman and Kerry King
Black Magic from the Slayer album Show No Mercy
the valley with the shadows of death
My homies gone so I'm walkin this valley all by myself
We miss our boy lil' Willie so much he was like a brother to us
I dey take do so my album
Every song I record ɛwɔ number
This war started that's his son
I was the boy born by chance
In a world my dad harm is done
of his boat
Well, every last plank, he’s planed them all by hand
Each one a small piece of his Master’s plan
A quiet meditation untroublin’ his soul
Til
on his
Own, and a double entendre for technical
Fouls in basketball jay opens
There by asking forgiveness for making
His first dollars off drugs, cooked
maiden, I was made by an Irish man
He was a guitar man from Texas and he played his six strings hot
He was a renegade leader of a Cherokee band before they
Thank you for purchasing
Periphery's self-titled
Debut long play record: Periphery!
On this album, you will hear heavy metal
A genre of music from
I used to make music by myself
But I asked him to sing for me
Thought he would juste help me shine
But this bastard took the spotlight
Feels like I'm
KRS One is just the guy to lead a crew
Right up to your face and dis you
Everyone saw me on the last album cover
Holding a pistol
Something far
backed by bullies who be peelin' caps
I sack a rapper like linebacker, play my rhyme backwards
You can hear the Devil speak his mind with fine graphics
did
Whenever I start making an album
I usually follow through
Ian always makes an album or two
I love it when we in the process
I love music but
guitar
So who am I?
To write an album when I can't even read music?
Just been banging these same four strings since '96
An old dog with no brand-new
smoking D
Every rap I ever made was about this town
I made 7 whole albums with no James Brown
And even though I love his music, I just can't stand
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