Lyrics:
You can have it back
You was serving crack
Drug me like a fiend
Give ya love in packs
To the moon all the way and back
You was serving crack
God wont
serving just has to be seen.
And you've only to open your eyes.
Get up Jimmy Newman my radio's on.
The news is all bad, but it's good for a laugh.
The tent
The courage, conviction
Half a century of serving all his people
The wealthy tremble, yeah
Who's that, can it be?
Bernie the cat, goes to the mat
Selfish piece of shit
Self-serving bitch
Subtle kiss of steel through your skin
How quickly blood runs from you
Like it was truly afraid
BITCOIN IS A SWARM OF CYBER HORNETS SERVING THE GODDESS OF WISDOM, FEEDING ON THE FIRE OF TRUTH, EXPONENTIALLY GROWING EVER SMARTER, FASTER,
serving it tastes so good to me
Say mmm mmm mmm
He ain't perfect, but he does it for me
My man's tailor made for me
He comes in just my size
And every
of what?}
Orbu elewene efe
Chukwu kalakala kordi ni ogegbo oo
{Not the way people are serving God now-a-days is likely the ancient days}
(Koboko gwawe oku)
I give you fundamental notion
Well, this body holding us forever
Now, you're serving sentence for your sins
Grace, and it never ends
(Yeah Yeah) Man track said apply pressure (it's ya boy rex rico)
Any you know I be working yea I be serving shit what you need
In my hood
There's a boy
Making girls breathless
Serving Tea down on 39th street
And today
Even though
It may seem hopeless
I'll go down on my
No explanation
No words describe
Serving sentence in your head
You murder time
Some waiting station
One endless night
Take the empty trains
dengem dengem I dey pose o
Likee pesin wey don win lotto
Omo na gracee wey big pass lotto
Cause I am serving a living God o
(c living God)
I am serving
down backboots
Twirl my hair, colorize my roots
In this chair? Yes, I can do
Just tell me when's my cue
She's serving it
She's serving it
Oh yeah, she's
the radio
I wonder if they'll ever go to heaven
The beer mats are wading
In a table of froth
The bar girl is serving
With a check drying cloth
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
Oh im serving time yeah im serving time
Serving time yeah im serving time
I've been feeling cooped up
I've been trapped inside my mind
I've been
Oh yeah.
Oh yeah.
Oh yeah - you serving up
Oh yeah - you serving up
BODY
BODY
Oh yeah
BODY
Oh yeah, you serving up body
Got them all calling out, Oh
of the line
Said you gonna start serving time boy for your awful crime
Big midnight special
The whistle makes me lonesome of the midnight train
And it's
generous)
He's got slaves, he's got servants and flunkies
(Proud to work for him)
They bow to his whim love serving him
They're just lousy with loyalty
call me Sleep Over Jack
Now serving confident product
Icepick in the heart rate
And you will never be next
I know
Breaking rocks out here on the chain gang
Breaking rocks and serving my time
Breaking rocks out here on the chain gang
Because they done convicted
standing weak
Into the growth to lead
Standing on up stronger each step
Freely in the fates set
With help taken from the serving
Under the rights turning
New
on a tan
Working on a tan
Yeah so many things run thing her mind, reapply
So this week while you are stuck in your cubicle
Or your serving Starbucks
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
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