Lyrics:
gave me you number anyway you were on the talcum
Powder, how's about them oranges?
Moved away from home to school with big plans
By day, studied
(God put a song in the heart of an angel and softly she sang it to me)
I get to thinkin' lotta times about when I was a lad
Of the old home place
I was only 8 years old
When I learned how to skate
And I started to hate
Everything that I was told
I would never do
By the teachers in my school
My
[Music and lyrics: Daniel Reda]
"Listen to the wind", said the old man to the warrior
"Listen, it's talking to you, singing its sweet melodies,
they ask me who the girl in the car its jus my baby momma
I don't give a fuck about the hoe!
I sock that bitch in the jaw by surprise and pull the nails
they ask me who the girl in the car its jus my baby momma
I don't give a f**k about the hoe!
I sock that b**** in the jaw by surprise and pull the nails
Or the glory yet to come
To the father and the Son
Heed the call of the righteous Son
Feel the love of the Holy one
We belong sing the warriors song
Of praise
me for no money now
Never went to school, never thought about Clark or Morris Brown (woo)
'Til I took your bitch, drop her off right there by Morris
(you suck)
Your song got age restricted
By YouTube
You bullying mutt
No one cares about your dress you just ugly as hell
You mad because you ain't
Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, Yeah
That's my trademark now
Riding in my old school jamming to my boombox
Dr. J throwback three striped tube socks
Seen a lil' mama
to school again
And so that was the end of my reign
But ay, you had to give it to me
I was hustlin' at ten years old
I was makin' moves, man!
But anyway, kids
In the time of the Hessians, the horseman stalked the forest, followed by his decapitated victims, always seeking to restore his own head
This
CHORUS
Mi feel so good with music ina mi hear,
With this song all my worries disappear,
Please turn up the song my selecta,
Jr Yellam steps up
You claim if you get knocked by the cops
You'll give 'em not even a statement
Walk in the arraignment
Shoot the bailiff, karate kick the plaintiff
Deadliest school shooting since Sandy Hook
On Valentine's Day yesterday in Florida, it tore legs
It's 5:30 AM, the news has been on since I've been
Not so lucky, I guess that's how it's looking
I'm a pro and not a rookie, I school you all and I play hookie
These were my times with Sookie
Tea kettle
warriors forever
Oh, come down to the water
Come closer, I'll sing you a song
An old tale of betrayal
Some two thousand years ago
But victory did not last
(Hook: Apathy)
Old BMWs, no registration
Trap phones thrown away, no hesitation
School drop out hard knock education
On the block all night true
a boy into a man
That beat up old piano, well it's still my best friend
By the time I went to high school
I was getting paid to play
And I couldn't take
rock
Well, so far you've heard my voice but I brought two friends along
And the next on the mic is my man Hank
C'mon, Hank, sing that song
Check it
Yeah, you already know who this is, man
You know the vibes
I love Jesus, baby
Ay bro this sound like the old school video games, man
You know, when
out
Cause I'm the old school pervert
You know what I be all about
I'm lookin for a girl with some fat lips
And some nice hips
A honey dip to come
THE DcY I GET HOME
cmy Keffer Shellem/Kelly Garner
VERSE 1
With her hand on her bible
She stood throughout the years
cnd taught the old-time gospel
Cause real players play the back
[O] Old schooL FLAVA!!!!
(Doin it at the park)
(Doin it LAH-Lah-LAHHH!)
(Ohhh yeah, rock the park)
(Ohhh yeah,
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