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Yeah We cop new timepieces when these fools deny Jesus Hate is a sin dog, be real (I got my hand on the pump) You on Twitter in your feels
[Ransom] Where the fuck's all these niggas saying Ran' isn't hot I damage the block I scramble like Randall with rocks I'm that nigga in
in his shoulder bag Just a grasp on the meaningless It's JF's Korpse fucking Marilyn's Appear born of the earth And yet a child of the industry You
in his shoulder bag Just a grasp on the meaningless It's JF's Korpse fucking Marilyn's Appear born of the earth And yet a child of the industry You
that's been proved to you! There was a big crowd of mourners at the church house The section hands laid him in the sand Trains go by on the rails John
My name, it probably ring like Las Vegas slot machines The MAC by my pelvis in my Helmut Lang (uh-huh) The shells'll bang, make everything outta your
to lift our Hands in the air and cry for a switch Michael Stipe: Father, father P Diddy: Father help us, come on Michael Stipe: Everybody thinks we're
my head away We gotta first world vision to comfty, to lift our Hands in the air and cry for a switch Michael Stipe: Father, father P Diddy: Father
broke jail about a dozen times The babies all got sick and when the doctor wanted money He said, "I'll pay you a quarter at a time startin' tomorrow
that's been proved to you! There was a big crowd of mourners at the church house The section hands laid him in the sand Trains go by on the rails John
the 'Vert when I'm poppin' at work Nigga run up on me, he gon' pop in his tomb Send his mama balloons, I'm mobbin' with goons I yell, "Fuck twelve" like
humans We like to be wined and dined by candle light Not being couped up in the house trying to be held up tight So jazzy jeff and fresh prince don't mean
From the lack of oxygen Im that confident I’m that sick That I’ll be coughing in my coffin Charles Barkley be barking His hearts in A milk carton That i
away I feel like dolla dame I'm tryna be a icon in this game they all gone know my name Ian wit the back forth I'm rocking high fashion My neck a disco
morning, good morning) Just like a window, I'm here to air it out (hi, hello), bitch He wanted beef in the parking lot, uh My niggas dogs and we bark
My hands to myself Imma ridah I ain't never ran for no help Kept that by the belt cause Niggas will get to creepin My niggas will grip them heaters
vest on and shoot myself in the head (Bang!) I'm steamin' mad (Argh!) And by the way when you see my dad? (Yeah?) Tell him that I slit his throat, in
Charles Gibbs Words and Music Chris Foster Copyright May 3rd 2003 Terror on the high seas wrought by Charles Gibbs Brandishing his sword in pirate
out forcefully And I could hear the tissues rustle in his hand from up where he was seated And he asked this gorgeous intern "now do you want
I hear voices Great I'm as strong as Peterson a doctor in despair uncatered to but grasped as a tool and an outlet to interject some sort Of human
ditches Before you step to the psycopath lunatic H ave yo gat in yo hand and ready for the 187 dance! [Chorus] "187 don't stop" - [Dr. Dre] "''Cause
proved to you! There was a big crowd of mourners at the church house The section hands laid him in the sand Trains go by on the rails John Henry laid.
[Pharoahe Monch] GET THE FUCK UP! Simon says "GET THE FUCK UP!" Throw ya hands in the sky (buck buck buck buck buck!) Queens is in the back
Get the fuck up! Simon says get the fuck up! Throw ya hands in the sky (Bo! Bo! Bo! Bo! Bo!) Queens is in the back sipping 'gnac, y'all wassup?
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