Lyrics:
Play by my rules, and fuck the plan!
Money on my mind saw these haters in a way
Having conversation with the paper every day
I ain't talking short
day, you'll be here to stay, again
This a shout out to my friend
And someone that I call my brother
You know who you are
I made you this song
And now you
no brakes, ooh
I'm willin' to work it out however long it takes you
You feel like you miss those happy days
Well, girl, that makes two of us, our
And the towels are oh so fluffy
Where the Shriners and the lepers play their ukuleles all day long
And anyone on the street will gladly shave your back for
Merry Christmases
And Happy Birthdays I'm missin' you in the worst ways
All apologies, feel it when Kurt plays
Your birthdays and anniversaries are all
high above.
once they were part of,
An everlasting love.
We were the lovers who,
Strolled through Green Fields.
Green fields are gone now,
Parched by
and sing
Imani is faith Kwanza
We celebrate Imani on the last day
The last day of Kwanza is here
It's the first day of the year
Happy New Year
Hey
Light
And won't come back again
There's nothing more that I can say
So I'll just sit here with the lonely sky
It's just another crying day
I wonder where you are
above;
Once they were part of an everlasting love.
We were the lovers who strolled through greenfields.
Greenfields are gone now, parched by the sun;
Time"
"Lee Harvey Oswald was shot."
"I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by
the ones who suffer a lot and catch all the hell
They don't hassle very long before their judgment day
Won't you make them happy before they pass away?
my heart has given up
If I were you, I wouldn't be here, ooh
The days go by
And I feel that you can make me happy
Time goes on
And I feel that
your pain
I'll keep it safe and locked down until the end
Until you need me again when the leaves are falling
Hey-ya
I'm here by your side, I'll guide
the ones who suffer a lot and catch all the hell
They don't hassle very long before their judgment day
Won't you make them happy before they pass away?
As the happy years have flown
With each Christmas season warmed by love And children of our own
And long before the day begins Their stockings filled up
I wake up in the morning
When I sigh, I tell myself
Here I go again
A dose of coffee, When I get up
Come and I sit down to write this rhyme
All
gone, nigga wrong Only out for the scrilla, that's my fetty, boss One-eight-seven ain't nothing but spaghetti sauce Cross me you pay all costs here's one
shimmy ko-ko-bop does anybody here
Want to sleep with me?
I'm really a nice guy! It's really not Satan
Tom: It's me, it's not Satan, let's
All be happy
Friend, I hope you're safe now
The happy days are remembered
We used to run
From all of our problems
Can we just go back
And start this over again
be having fun
Like a modern day pirate captain
Wanna get back here again
Problems melt and I'm carefree
I'm so happy and buzzed nicely
No laptop
I`m all alone
But I`m happy here inside
You can keep your fancy dress
`Cause to me it don`t impress
When I look in your face
That camera smile
Steady cruising up the hill
Being excited I can't stand still
A winding road leads us the way
Happy to get there by the end of the day
Gardening
[Chuck D]
Damn back again up on track again
Some of why'all black again it got dark
On your mark get set
Out of sight out of mind
Hyprocites
never cared for his children
Never cared for his wife
Never made anyone happy
That's the way he lived his life
And one day in the sunshine
He got a bolt
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