Lyrics:
and a strawberry bazooka,
5 for a haircut, and they can make it thorough,
And 50 cents can get you anywhere in the borough,
Karate movies came on Saturdays at 3,
rappers
Thinking they 'gon discover you
News flash this is not
Nineteen ninety five
Record labels stealing cents out the artists lives
Ill advised by
the monkey from off my back
15 cents minus 5 is a dime
Sexy young ladies, let's intertwine
Greg N-i-c-e ran it down the line-line
[ VERSE 2: Preacher
Jeff comes back with his Technics 12
We slap high fives and start cause it's time to raise hell
Bam is right beside me, people rushin the door
Charlie
around
That he was damn sure good-looking enough
So she worked her way over
She shot him a wink
He took his last five bucks
He bought her a drink
By
Oooooo
When you live life as an ottoman
And you throw away all your cents
You can grow up as a pauper
And you'll never meet the prince
Excuses flow
like to do that now, I've written some haikus
Haikus are Japanese poems consisting of 17 syllables, three lines
Five, seven, five
And I find them
Last night I had the most curious dream,
That I worked in a warehouse until
I was 63.
I shrugged off years like one long day.
Getting by telling
těžší je ty hrady stavět, ne bořit
Asi vyrostl jsem, už chápu že měl
Bych radši bejt nad věcí, netopit se
Už nechci bejt sad, tak nebudu ne
I když oni by
more than I needed to know!"
And then we both were quiet
And things got real intense
Then she says "next window please,
That'll be five dollars
up five in the mona
Shit, I need to chrome up, become a home owner
Look lifes a bitch, but im on her
I almost cracked this, no more hustling
Wishing I would grow up to be somebody else
Spent my last 5 cents on chasing my past
Now I gotta keep on moving if I am gonna get passed this life
But my
I was standing on the corner of the avenue
I was watching all the girls go by
And there she was in a five and ten cent store
Somehow I got to make
on a pay phone gas mall
Sort his deal out with a twenty five cent call
Shooting through before his see through coffee went cold
And it sure did seem
Debout.
Lyrics under a Creative Commons licence BY-NC-ND 2.5
Que t’ailles du Nord au Sud
Ou d’Est en Ouest
La route est rude
Pour ceux qui restent
so allow me, hand me ya coats
Bentley Farnsworth, I'll check him proudly
We got D-Block, Wu-Tang, Jay-Z and Nas
Also performing 50 Cent, Terror
sufferin just to get a nickle sack, scraping up
Change trying to make 2 dollars or 3 to get
Some 99 cent hamburgers to eat
And then ride thorough
Ah, yeah
Mal som každú, ktorú som chcel, ah
Rozjebal každý cent, ah
Stretol som tisíce krýs
Miliónty krát jebol na zem
Idem tristopade ty peň
Už sa
Jeremy Lee had an ice-creamery. On the evening of October 10th he lost fifty-five dollars and seventy cents, was shot twice in the chest and again in
Check one-two, is this on
Alright, alright, alright
What's good y'all, my name is Alyssa Nichols
But these motherfuckers call me Five Cent, you feel
how I’m on the fritz
You should watch your fucking mouth cuz if I’m given any lip
I’ll rip you into piece limb by limb
I’ll keep taking L’s till I get
cannot describe scribe scribe
How you make me feel
9 to 5
24/7
9 to 5
24/7
Baby your love is true
I'm so glad I am with you
9 to 5
24/7
9 to 5
24/7
Baby
school Cutlass Supreme
Thirty-five cents to my name and that's fo' a blunt man
The way thangs goin' today I might as well be dead, so dread
The voices
of the 2-1-6
Bummin' a dollar and a dream real shit
Every day I wake, higher than the night before
Blackin' out every night on tour
5 a.m we jump into
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