Lyrics:
1960...
It's 1960...
And gosh, what a swell year it's been!
So many blessings
Such wonders it has brought
You hardly know where to begin:
I know you can't see me
But I'm standing right beside you
Welcome to Camp Demons
Your tent is over there
Make sure you are asleep by Twelve AM
Trust
can't eat
I'm in too deep
It's a high fall running into a brick wall all by yourself
But I know what will help
That used to rock this boy asleep now
like
Hey, is that the truth or are you talking trash?
Is your game M.V.P. like Steve Nash? (Hey)
Promiscuous girl, wherever you are
I'm all alone
name out to the clouds,
Hey yaw, Hey yaw!
Why don't you meet me,
Back at the tepee?
We'll lay down by the camp fire.
There, in the dark night,
Yo, Mo Bee, mane, drop that shit
You know what time
Boo-ya, I know it's time for you
So grab one by the hand, you know what I'm sayin'?
And uh,
Yeah, baby, I'm just out here trying to get this money
I mean it's hard, hustling late night
You know (late night)
Some of these suckas out there
stockbrokers who own Marriott's
Blast shots for all my niggas who splash cops
The rich Corleone camp is here, thousand and one
Corner son, fake a jack, you
Me, I loved him
And me, I'm the damn fool that shot him (shot him, shot him)
There's a million things I haven't done
But just you wait
What's
When I had got me my first gun, 30 had chrome
I hid that bitch for my uncle
I promise you don't wanna run
I be steppin' solo, now I'm a stomper
breathed hell so hot that you could feel the heat
Daddy was an old time preacher man and Leona would get up to testify
And we'd sing in the sweet by and by
these Goddamn chains on
You think?
(Goddamn, BJ with another one)
Thirteen hoes like Steve Nash
Louis V duffel, keep the racks in the bag
I'm tryna
claim to fame
Once at a party, my dentist accidentally
Sneezed on Russell Crowe
I posted first in the comments
On a YouTube video
I tried to sit by Steve
swallow my pride
I'm gonna beg you to (please baby please) see me
I'm gonna walk by meself
Just to prove that my love is true
Oh, for you baby
'Till you
tonight you're committed
(Baby we know why).
Cause you're just a dead giveaway.
You're not that naive girl
(I'm finding out)
Is playing deciever
I came upon a child of God
He was walking along the road
And I asked him where are you going
And this he told me
I'm going on down to Yasgur's farm
written by eh
Dorothy Fields and Jimmy McHugh
I got my man now I got Porgy
My baby understands now I got my Porgy
I'm through with bymays his way
Is may
understand
I'm-a make sure you do
I'm talking about the 81 points
I'm talking about the afro
I'm talking about the alleyoop to Shaq
The off-glass buzzer
the Hampty Hamps
Posing like you're rolling with that camp
In layman's terms let me break it down
You're flipping and flopping just like a flounder
I'm
're sleep deprived
Tell me its okay
Tell me I wont die
Tell me I'm allowed to die
Garbage_1.0
The internet
This is the internet
By Steve Lacy
I am Steve
a position to move
And you can't move cause your move is blocked by the knight
At twelve o'clock, that's when the madness begins
So I start to focus in, my
of rodents
You know, a carnivore
Sheep in the meadow nibbling on some clover
One of those sheep wanders over
Sits by a rock separated from the flock
here
Top billing Monday, Tuesday, you're touring in stock, but I'm here
First you're another sloe-eyed vamp
Then someone's mother, then you're camp
I can try and redeem it
Or make the most of this stop watch that I'm racin'
You stop and watch you ain't racing
You erasing yo minutes
You can't
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