Lyrics:
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Drink 'nough beers before the game, what d'ya call that? Georgie Best MC
Listen, I don't rest MC
You man sleep, that's why you're not
,
Hasta que digas "gracias"
Gracias, gracias gracias...
-Thank you very much-
Lyrics by: Chachin number one fan!
shiver
So, don't try to trip, you're getting a blast
Some shit that's everlasting
You had a run-in, and now you're done-in by the #1 Assassin
[Chorus]
I can talk about awards
Fuck the fantasies, yo I got all four
And 2001'll be mine, by law
Why name the Greatest Of All Times?
Because for fifteen
I'm crisp like CD's on LP's in 3D
My funk respect it, cosmic injected
That cause me to Set It Off just like that club record
Hit it from the back,
(we did)
Ready to go off any minute so you feel it (bah, bah)
Because of the law, I had to conceal it (I go by Weezy Baby)
And if you mess around,
Music and lyric: Loreena McKennitt
This glancing life is like a morning star
A setting sun, or rolling waves at sea
A gentle breeze or lightning in
sold the Renoir and TV set
Don't want to be around when this gets out
So why don't you use it?
Try not to bruise it?
Buy time don't lose it
Why
I walk down the street people passing me by
They look you up and down
But they don't look you in the eye
I'm just another stranger in my own hometown
This next song
Is actually an uptempo song off my new record "I Am"
I love the lyrics so much
I actually wanted to do an acoustic version for you
thangs, because I do like that
You heard me on the radio and yes my man I'm true to dat
I run my lyrics the way y'all want to hear em
And shoot my
forgive me not
Forgive me, forgive me not
Forgive me, forgive me
Why can't I forgive me?
Set sail to sea but pulled off course
By the light of golden
Yes y'all, in the parTY
I be Busta Rhymes y'all
And my nigga Ramp, The Last Boy Scout
Showin you what we talkin bout, HAAAH!
Feel me out, listen
All you gotta do is set it, baby
Ride or die
What y'all niggas want? Uh, uh
What y'all niggas want?
You still playin' games
You gon' think it's
Written by bob welch.
Go on, you know you're only one
Set me free
You take me up and turn around
But let me in
Take this shadow from my eyes
yourself to die (spoken)
Put em up put em up put em out wit' a cougar
Cool to the front street president maker
Put him in put him up set him by the door
lyrics didn't
Ya gangsta look did it
So I would write it if y'all could get it
Being intricate'll get ya wood critics
On the internet
They like
How could he know this new dawn's light
Would change his life forever?
Set sail to sea, but pulled off course
By the light of golden treasure
Was he
bets,
The spirits of the states are guaranteed high sets
So I stayed down in Virginia 'cause that looked good to me.
I went down to Virginia and I
Have you seen the ladies passing by?
They don't seem to notice that I'm lonesome and I cry
But soon they'll listen I can tell you, tell you why
Old rockin' chair's got me, my cane by my side
Fetch me that gin, son, 'fore I tan your hide
Can't get from this cabin, goin' nowhere
Just set me
Old rockin' chair's got me, my cane by my side
Fetch me that gin, son, 'fore I tan your hide
Can't get from this cabin, goin' nowhere
Just set me
Old rockin' chair's got me, my cane by my side
Fetch me that gin, son, 'fore I tan your hide
Can't get from this cabin, goin' nowhere
Just set me
with holdin I got
You rollin contollin the masses
And once I'm finished patrollin them
Golden lyrics is blastin
By a nigga that insisted on givin it
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