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
yeah, you heard the man
From the album "Ride the lightning"
For whom the bell tolls
Hey hey hey hey, come on!
Make his fight on the hill in
far, ain't no stoppin' us
Who knew? Who knew that we would take it this far?
I, I love you so just be who you are
Who knew? Who knew that we would
This is Meth-Heads and Fruit Plates by Wyoming Deez
Stop now, this album will fucking suck
There is no need to listen to it
Please for your own sake
Shakespeare
Mr. three o five
This is to them boys that be in the club
That talk a whole lot of nothing
[Chorus]
Shhh
Be quiet
Keep it cool,
just
I sat at the Grammy’s and saw Justin
Timberlake and Cee-Lo lose
Gnarls Barkley and the
Future-Love "SexyBack" album
And bro…Justin I ain’t tryna
Put
'Cause the kids don't listen gettin' lots of flack
I be the do wa diddy up and down you block and
The 10 karat Kid with my triggers cockin'
The K the I
and don't cry, no, listen
And when you have heartaches
You wanna know why sometimes, listen
Just remember that God is standing near by
And when you have
But this is going too far.
'Cause she won't feel so beautiful when they repossess my car.
Goin' to the be -A-N-K
She got me goin' to the bank.
just b-bounce b-bounce wit me
I'm B A C K, oh!
I'm B A C K, oh!
I'm B A C K, oh!
I'm B A C K, oh!
Me fall off? Dawg you can't be serious
'Coz I've been
looking over me
Wind in my hair, I was there, I remember it all too well
Photo album on the counter, your cheeks were turning red
You used to be
is nothin' to play with
9 to 5 money is just as sweet as the grave shift
El presidenté, Blowbama, blow by ya
Chopper next to me in every picture,
it just to do it, fuck it
He's a bitch, he ain't gon' hit you back, he's nothin'
Shit in five years we'll all be eatin' at Whitey's
And he'll be
new albums
There has been a triple homicide by a man named Syre
So, you think you can save rap music?
hear some
(Young Guns these days got fireproof eardrums)
They don't give a shit who's hot
Just long as you're not, pussy and be the would-be king
But
very, very popular, but I just don't know whether it was a hit single.
The Bee Gees version was first out on the movie soundtrack album Melody
this war shit
Theres mo’ shit to wanting to be
The king of the coast shit
Lord have mercy, Jesus Christ
He’s just nice, he just slice like a ginsu
Look
should? How 'bout I don't?
How 'bout you just get the fuck off my dick?
How 'bout you listen and never forget?
Only gon' say this one time, then I'm
by tonight
Just a little push, and you'll be smilin'
So you play your albums, and you smoke your pot
And you meet your girlfriend in the parking
not having it, no I'm not having it
You gotta do a lot more and that's just how it be
I'm Mary Blige and you just ain't runnin' up in me
I need a man
can orchestrate this game
The third I heard was, "If it quacks, it's a duck"
The fourth, or course, just be upfront, whatchu want?
The fifth was
People live to be two hundred and five
Going back to Saturn where the people smile
Don't need cars, 'cause we've learned to fly
On Saturn
Just to live
We know it's hard for you to see
That this is all we want to be
A constant urge within us grows
We know it
To do the thing that we propose
We
say it
You'll jinx it...
Listen to that!
Will you listen to that?
Does that make you feel proud?
Well, feel more than just proud
Okay, wait,
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